The others moved in like a wake of vultures, ready to devour their prey. she had seen it on television once. 'Scavengers,' Tatinek called them. They swoop in and feed off the carcasses of animals that are too weak to escape - lots of them on battlefields. This looked the same, only the victim wasn't there, just his writing, his typewriter, and bits of dark paper.
F.C. MalbyTag: historical-fiction literary-fiction
To Jana's mind everybody seemed happy to see BAbichka and resisted returning her, like a misplaced package sent to the wrong address. It was as if the recipient opened it up, knowing it should be returned, but wondering who long they could legitimately keep it before being changed with theft.
F.C. MalbyTag: historical-fiction literary-fiction
I don't know, Benes. I'm not sure I've ever really understood women for that kind of commitment.' He flipped his beer mat up int the air with his index finger and caught it in his hand.
F.C. MalbyTag: historical-fiction literary-fiction
9 November 1989. A day nobody would forget. She had heard rumours about the wall.
F.C. MalbyTag: historical-fiction literary-fiction
As the sun lowered into the city's skyline, casting an orange glow over the islands, Jana could feel people's hopes rising.
F.C. MalbyTag: historical-fiction literary-fiction
As people's hopes soared, Jana felt a tinge of fear.
F.C. MalbyTag: historical-fiction literary-fiction
Mr Martinek turned back to Jana. 'Thirty-eight per cent alcohol, sixty-two per cent fire - all the way from Karlovy Vary.
F.C. MalbyTag: historical-fiction literary-fiction
The sublime beauty was almost hidden withing the castle walls. She believed that the treasured things in life were often hard to find - a pearl in an oyster shell, a kind word in the heat of the moment.
F.C. MalbyTag: historical-fiction literary-fiction
He nodded, looking across the room at the sea of photographers and journalists. The microphones spread around him like birds waiting to be fed.
F.C. MalbyTag: historical-fiction literary-fiction
Philadelphia, Pennsylvania,
Fill'd with death, ya pens'll hang ya.
Tag: historical-fiction revolutionary-war
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