by Edith Wharton


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Afterward by Edith Wharton

Afterward author: Edith Wharton

the failure to find him produced such a look of relief? Mary could not say that any one of these considerations had occurred to her at the time, yet, from the promptness with which they now marshaled themselves at her summons, she had a sudden sense that they must all along have been there, waiting their hour.

Product Details

ISBN-13: 9781727801033
Publisher: CreateSpace Publishing
Publication date: 10/15/2018
Pages: 34
Product dimensions: 5.00(w) x 8.00(h) x 0.07(d)

About the Author

Born into a prosperous New York family, Edith Wharton (1862-1937) wrote more than 15 novels, including The Age of Innocence, The House of Mirth, Ethan Frome, and other esteemed books. She was distinguished for her work in the First World War and was the first woman to receive a Doctorate of Letters from Yale University. She died in France at the age of 75.

Date of Birth:

January 24, 1862

Date of Death:

August 11, 1937

Place of Birth:

New York, New York

Place of Death:

Saint-Brice-sous-Forêt, France


Educated privately in New York and Europe

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Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Chapter Sixteen "Ky!" I shout. In two bounds, I'm in his arms. He spins me around, laughing. "Stop calling me Ky." He says, but he doesn't sound angry. His name is Zander Kyrohne, but Ky was a nickname when we were kids. I understand why he doesn't want to be known as "Ky." Our childhood is behind us. The safety of Cedarside is gone, and reality has hit us—full-force. Zanderr looks exactly like the ancient natives of the long-gone country of Asia, which we had learned about in history class at school. His blackish-brown hair glints in the sunlight. Ranelle hugs Zander, and Lincoln gives him a high-five. We head to the dining hall. Ranelle is telling Zander about Data Retrieval, and Mrs. Omlo, and Lincoln chimes in now and then. I zone out, looking around at people who pass by. "Cartha!" A voice calls. I look over my shoulder, wondering WHO would talk to that jerk. Mayson is jogging over to her little group, and her name is on his lips. I turn away, but not before spotting a mane of red hair in the crowd. "Allaster!" I call. She and Olly push through the crowd to join us. After introducing everyone, I explain that we're headed to lunch. "We all have training for the rest of the day." Allaster says. "Everyone does, until dinner." "I can't wait for tonight!" Ranelle says. "Why? You got a date?" I ask, grinning. "No! They're throwing a huge party tonight! In the dining hall! Oh, we HAVE to go dress-shopping!" Ranelle replies. Allaster and I exchange a glance. "Party. Sounds fun." Zander says. "My dress is gonna be SO hot!" Olly says. Lincoln snickers and says, "Mine's gonna be pink! And sparkly!" I laugh. When we reach the dining hall, it's very different. Tables hidden by white tablecloths line the walls. Only one has any food on it, though. It has sandwiches. "We're supposed to eat a small lunch, to save room for tonight." Ranelle says, then goes to get us all sandwiches. The dining hall is crowded, and a steady hum of talking, laughing, and shouting fills the air. "Cricket!" Someone yells. A light brown tabby cat stops in front of me, and stares at us with round green eyes. Someone slams into me. We both sprawl out on the ground. I sit up, and find myself facing a blond boy with shockingly blue eyes. He pulls off his glasses, cleans the lenses on the hem of his shirt, and shoves them back on. "Sorry." He says. "My cat—" he sees the cat, and picks it up, standing and offering me his free hand. I take it and let him haul me to my feet. "So, uh,—" "Ched. My name's Ched." The boy says. He looks about my age. "So, Ched, that's your cat?" I ask. "Yep. This is Cricket." He says. The cat gives a "Mrrow," that sounds like he's agreeing. Ranelle returns with sandwiches, and passes them out. Ched shakes his head when she offers to go get him one, saying he already ate. We wolf down lunch, and after we're through, we head to training. We stop by the boys' dorms so Ched can drop off Mickey. Then we walk to training. A nervous silence hangs in the air. I wonder what's on everyones' minds. Are they wondering about training, like me? I'm asking myself—if I could barely get through a simulation, which targets the mind, how will I handle a physical assessment?
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Anonymous More than 1 year ago
This is um chapter two. That Awful night. It was the two of us. Young happy and together. We were walking down midvill and daisy rd. Not much happens in our small town of berrysdale. We were celabrateing five months together. We had just finished eatting d were going to see a concert. Biggest concert our littoe town has ever had. We had just ztarted walking when we were both yanked into a van. Both of us screamed and yelled. It was hopeless. The kidnapperd stRted to drive away. Blake held onto me untell the last moment. The car stopped and the back doors opened. The guys faces clear. The first one had brown hir kinda shaggy and looked about 26. The other guy was fater and was bald looked around 27. The pried us apart. Screaming and kicking i was forced to the ground. He had been put in a head lock. Makeing blake watch everything they painfully raped me. Even to this day i feel the pain. After they were done. They through my bloody broken beaten body to the side. They pulled out a small hand gun. And pointed it and me. Blake screamed at me to run and i did. Getting a bullet through my shoulder. Than there was the final gun shot and nothing. I ran into town screaming for help. Crying so hard i couldnt breath. People stopped anx i ran to the police station. They took me out to the spot where it all happened. I ran out of the car to find blake cold lifeless body. I ran up and pulled him to me a bullet hole through the head. The cops had to lift and carry me away. I fell asleep in the cruser with horable nightmares. I woke up to find im ib the hospitle.... end of chapter
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