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Snippets from The Caver's Kiss


Greetings, all!  I thought I would share some snippets from The Caver's Kiss.  I hope you enjoy them!

     The opening was small and I shimmied through it, knowing that I faced a 40-foot drop once I was through.  "No worries," I said.  "If I am not back in town this evening, you can assume I was eaten by a fire-breathing dragon."

**

     Rivers was his name...Ed Rivers.  He said, if I liked caving, I might want to try out a little-known cave near Wheston.

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     I couldn't help but pity the people who walked overhead every day with no idea of the stunning beauty beneath their feet.

**

     "Hang on!" I shouted, hoping whoever it was wouldn't panic or do anything stupid until I got there.

**

     In the distance, I heard several voices.  "Kana!" they seemed to be shouting.
     "Uh-oh."  The little girl hunched her shoulders.  "I'm in trouble."

**

     The man smirked, unalarmed by Ally's terror.  "And here I almost thought you were Sleeping Beauty," he said.

    
(From The Caver's Kiss)
 

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  1. I love these snippets, and they're really piquing my interest for the book. I especially love the third one and the two last ones. I'm always a little nervous about posting snippets, but I'm thinking about possibly posting some each month in my monthly recap post. Maybe...

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  2. Oooh, I think posting some of your snippets each month is a great idea!

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  3. Sounds interesting. You certainly have a unique idea!

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