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His mother lay dying. Her once-delicate nosejutted from her shrunken cheeks, spider-webbed with wrinkles and spotted with age. She turned her face into the shadows, appearing to beunwilling to show him the wreck that had once been a lovely face.
"Thou farest as fruit that with the frost is taken," John muttered in a lowvoice. She who had been the epitome of all that was beautiful deservedpoetry but the poems that came to mind were not those she wouldappreciate. His chest constricted with pain and he swallowed back tears.
"What did you say? Come closer, I cannot see you," her voice wheezed from the bed. He rose from his chair by the window and stood over her,unsmiling.
"I am here, Mother. You should rest."
She reached up to grasp his hand and he suppressed a shudder of disgust.The skin on her hand was yellowed and hanging from the bones like abadly made bed. It was cold and dry.
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"Thou farest as fruit that with the frost is taken," John muttered in a lowvoice. She who had been the epitome of all that was beautiful deservedpoetry but the poems that came to mind were not those she wouldappreciate. His chest constricted with pain and he swallowed back tears.
"What did you say? Come closer, I cannot see you," her voice wheezed from the bed. He rose from his chair by the window and stood over her,unsmiling.
"I am here, Mother. You should rest."
She reached up to grasp his hand and he suppressed a shudder of disgust.The skin on her hand was yellowed and hanging from the bones like abadly made bed. It was cold and dry.
BJ Sikes is a 5'6" ape descendant who is inordinately fond of a goodstrong cup of tea, Doc Marten boots, and fancy dress. She lives with two large cats, two small children and one editor-author.
She was the chief cat-wrangler and contributor on three short story anthologies (Twelve Hours Later, Thirty Days Later, and Some Time Later) The Archimedean Heart is her debut novel. BJ Sikes is at work on her second novel Sand and Bones.
She was the chief cat-wrangler and contributor on three short story anthologies (Twelve Hours Later, Thirty Days Later, and Some Time Later) The Archimedean Heart is her debut novel. BJ Sikes is at work on her second novel Sand and Bones.
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- PublisherAJ Sikes
- Publication date2016
- ISBN 10 0997437553
- ISBN 13 9780997437553
- BindingPaperback
- Number of pages240
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