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Tag: Sanaam
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Ring-Ring (258|29)
Sanaam Sadiq was holding two lengths of intimidating black-and-orange extension cord in his large hands, which barely reached each other even so, and waiting for some…
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Meet the Roll-A-Dance (X-1)
“So, Erik, how old are you going to be tomorrow? Thirty? Thirty-five?” He snickered. “Twelve, Auntie Hyacinth.” She grinned at him. “Yeah, about what I figured.…
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Take a Bow (229)
Erik was standing in the front room and clutching a violin, surrounded by haphazard decorations of coloured paper, glowing magic, and Barnaby’s paint splats on the…
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Milo and Calliope Don’t Get Married (228)
Milo was balancing a tray with a plate, a mug of tea, a soda bottle with a flower in it and an actual soda bottle. They…
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The 41-Year-Old Sailor (227)
Sanaam walked slowly up the cobbled street. He’d wanted to be home so badly that Bill had stayed up with him the past five nights, watching…
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Be Aware of Dog, Part 2 (193)
Sanaam appeared in the kitchen on Tiw’s Day morning, clutching a package of cold cuts. “I told your mother I was going to help you make…
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Be Aware of Dog, Part 1 (192)
Dear Mr. Zusman, I’m back from vacation and I had lots of fun. Enclosed, please find instant photographs of me furthering my education, as promised. Imam…
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Lucy Rides Again (191)
Calliope scooped Lucy out of the maximum security baby prison in the dining room. “Hey. You having fun in jail? Wanna come hang out with Maggie…
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Don’t Let the Turkeys Get You Down (190)
Maggie read the paper letters strung over the front porch stairs before she even got her hand up to wave to Erik. W-E-H-A-V-E-J-O-I-N-T-C-U-S-T-O-D-Y-O-F-A-D-O-G! Soup had objected…
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Crossing the Line (182)
The rain was perfectly ordinary. It was grey, miserable, and not a good day for flying. The General peeked down over the upstairs railing on three…
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All-Day Breakfast (180)
The rain had continued well into normal working hours, with intermittent drizzle and thunder over the city until ten. Everyone knew they had the rest of…
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Picking Up the Pieces (178)
Seth was talking again, but very soft. It took a few repetitions for her to get it: “Worthless person, worthless person, worthless, worthless…” “Hey.” She crept…
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Bird Box (167)
“Do you want your present now or after?” Sanaam said. She twisted out of his embrace and stood with her hands pressed against the top of…
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Crawl (166)
Calliope grabbed Milo before he could even hang up his coat. He stiffened like a department store mannequin and his hand became a frozen claw. She…
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Halfsies (129)
The dining room was too small for dining. It was dim, dingy and carpeted in dark green, which did very little for the atmosphere. There was…
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Well Met (128)
The gaslamps barely dented the night. It was clear and cold, with only a silver sliver of moon hung over the smoky rooftops like a set…
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Freeze Frame (127)
Sanaam clasped both hands to his cheeks and every opening in his face widened to maximum capacity. He shrieked like a little girl in a princess…
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