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1 " She stared at her face in the mirror, feeling everything around her slipping away. The face stared back, and she wondered who was looking at her. "
― Joe DeRouen , Threads (Small Things, #2)
2 " She stared at the phone, feeling guilty. She finally slid across the overstuffed Pleather couch and away from watching old episodes of The Twilight Zone. She was free tonight, apparently, so she might as well pay Ben a visit. She picked up the phone and dialed his cell. "
3 " She suddenly felt herself gasping for air, as if she’d momentarily forgotten how to breathe. She rocked back in her chair and nearly fell over, then slumped against the green-covered table. The bowl fell from her fingers, shattering at her feet, broken glass scattering everywhere. "
4 " Where moments before the bright morning sun flickered through the branches of the huge oak trees surrounding the property, every-thing in a ten yard radius immediately went pitch dark. The air, already a chilly fifty degrees, dropped past freezing in an instant, and the pressure changed to the point where he thought his eardrums might burst. "
5 " Thank God Ben had been there to wake her.But then, when hadn’t he been there? It was she that kept pushing him away. Even as a kid, before his adoration of her had turned into a full-blown crush, she’d kept him at arm’s length. "
