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A natural talent got me cast in this movie; you can see me at 1:35 of the clip below...I was, however, denied an Oscar!

Mitch is the one. How will he be anointed? And Seth is a tad grumpy; what year is he in? Why was he roomed with Mitch?

Very interesting. As much as the beefcake is nice, I'm drawn to Seth... and there's more to him than meets the eye.

"Excuse me, Captain...where can I change my underpants?" “Visitors, eh? I haven’t had those in a long time,” the ghost said, raising his blade. “Find anything interesting?”

And Andy should have walked up to the Captain, apologized, and shaken his hand...it has been a tough slog since the rains came, everyone is running on emotions....and then asked, how could he and his friends help?

It will be culture shock, I think, when they first arrive...and they need to stand firm on the price they will accept. And be very aware of those who would try to take advantage, both from a price point and of physical danger... And just who is this mysterious buyer from San Francisco, and just who does he represent??? And... I still can't let go of hope for Sam, and it is a long shot, a very long shot...might he be working the docks, suffering from memory loss?

Humm, could he write a progrem to have the entire mechanical fleet simply come to a stop Shem, however, had found his refuge in the precise, functional chaos of the Motor Pool. He was set to work maintaining the delicate Logic-Engines of the field generators and running diagnostics on the massive Cargo Automata. His ability to quickly diagnose faults and even rewrite maintenance sub-routines—a talent known only to the senior Logic Enginearies—quickly made him indispensable. Funny...she does not mention Brandon...or a long-term plan for Radé... "I will go with you, Lieutenant," Shem whispered, the defeat absolute. "But you will not touch Radé or Brandon. You swear it." KIT flashed disappointment through the emotional feedback. Anya smiled; her triumph complete. "I swear, Caster. Your Prince is safe. You have made the logical choice." She turned to leave, her victory silent and total. Not much time to plan now...is there?

Try living in a small town where the farm animals and other wildlife outnumber the residents... I love the slow burn of this story; I can't wait to meet Julian's mother and aunt!

I am liking the way this story is developing, I would love to know more about the past history before the advent of interstellar travel.

It is building nicely between Carter and Tate, a bit of a slow burn...which brought the following to mind...

This comment truly hit home... “Of all the titles stored in my memory, Professional Listener is one I value very much.” “Why?” “Because it reminds me that sometimes the most helpful thing I can do isn't to provide an answer. It's to give someone the opportunity to be heard.”

Thanks for the comment. When Chapter 2 comes along, I hope to change your mind!

We'll have Chapter 2 coming out shortly and thank you very much for the comment!

There will be a chapter 2 coming shortly, and I appreciate the comment!

Are we to assume that Bastien is the missing link? And was the kiss from Felix truly from Bastien?

Does he leave now or in the morning…something he should have already done…

A story about hockey and hockey players is something I would never crossed the street for. But knowing the author from other stories I gave this one a gander, what found was one of the best stories I’ve read this year..

Damned if you and damned if you don’t…the trick is not to get caught…

The best night imaginable! Sticky finger’s notwithstanding….

Well…you got those who want it and those who hate it, the simple solution would be to fix the time by adjusting by a half hour either way! I love our dowager lady…I wouldn’t cross her, and poor Tom, he’s about to be edjumacated…. Lord Flatuent Fat Ass and Charlie are lurking in the wings…my money is on Lady Ashworth talking Charlie for all he’s worth…Wot say Will visits said lord and puts him and his hireling where they belong…

Things one never shares with mother… He paused, as a look of horror fell across his face. “Oh my god, my mother is going to find out!”

Saboteurs from inside the belly of the beast….

This was a throughly enjoyable story…I also recently moved two years ago to an old New England farmhouse with all the quirks, floors out of level, misbehaving doors, and sounds the house would make. Well Done!

So well done, like others, I loved this story. If, at some point in time in the future the muse hits you, a continuation wold be wonderful!

I enjoyed the unique style, it truly made the story..the last sentence was perfect!