If People Were Books_Afterclap_What makes a Country By Michael Hernandez_A Bitterness Like Honey
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If People Were Books
"Give this book a read. I believe it might change your life!" he winked at me, revealing a missing tooth.I clutched the book to my chest and skipped away from the shop while my mum hurried to catch up.Abu Saleh was a man in his mid-fifties or maybe older. He looked just as dusty as his stacks owww.onedoor.ccf pre-loved books. His book store was like nothing I'd seen before, or since. The only way I can describe it would be a rabbit hole. I suspected it wasn't meant to be a store at all. My mum's theory was that it could've been a broom closet or something like that which had been annexed to one of the adjac...
Afterclap
“You know where you’re standing, Mister?... You’re on Hell Street and I intend sending you right down to the bottom of it.” Confronted in the middle of the town’s thoroughfare by a mere slip of a girl dressed in men’s clothing, the inebriated cowboy wasn’t quite sure whether to fight, run, or laugh the girl home to her momma’s teet. Wynonna Belle was as tough as librarians come in the scheme of things all western. Youngest born of three siblings – all girls – she had to be hard as old nails to survive the harsh realities of living in one of the most violent places in Arizona – the town of Can...
What makes a Country By Michael Hernandez
I remember the days the bombs fell. I had just stormed out of my local coffee shop. The barista made my drink hot when it should've been iced. Part of me wanted to march right back in, but I kept going. It's dust now, that little coffee shop, it’s all dust now. If Twitter or Facebook had killed us it would've been more shocking than bombs and a hell of a lot funnier. No, social media, celebrities, and politics were just a long chain of results that all lead to the death of America. Division killed the United States. The US government ceased to exist when its two primary parties decided to go ...
A Bitterness Like Honey
Sloane-Amalia is not afraid of the highborns in Lord Solomon's ballroom because she is better than a great many of them.Their poorly hidden disgust had been evident the moment of her arrival at Hallow Hall. They knew not to approach her. It wasn’t just bladed words that kept them away. No, it was the complete and utter loyalty the common people of the Paele Isles showed her. They loved her because they knew that Sloane-Amalia did what they wanted first, and what the nobles wanted last. Now they gather in their groups and dare not cross where the ballroom’s brown marble flooring becomes the pri...