The Better to Bite
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my dad said.
We were at home, on the porch, and the sun was setting in the woods behind the house. The fading light looked like streaks of blood across the sky.
I nodded. I had a huge goose egg on the back of my head, and despite the fact that I’d held an ice pack on the thing until my fingers were numb, it still ached.
He exhaled. “I should’ve moved those damn pictures.” I could hear the anger in his voice.
Because my dad knew how I was. Part of my “different” self. If I knew something was lost..., it was like some kind of switch just flipped on inside me. Say “lost” and I instantly homed in on whatever was missing. Jewelry, mementoes…people.
My back teeth clenched. “Three of them…I saw three bodies.” I would have seen more, I knew it—I could have seen them all. But I’d focused on those three the most and the images had come to me. If I’d learned the names of the others… I would have seen more bodies.
No, not bodies. I hadn’t actually seen bodies. I cleared my throat.
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To quickly assess the difficulty of the text, read a short excerpt:
my dad said.
We were at home, on the porch, and the sun was setting in the woods behind the house. The fading light looked like streaks of blood across the sky.
I nodded. I had a huge goose egg on the back of my head, and despite the fact that I’d held an ice pack on the thing until my fingers were numb, it still ached.
He exhaled. “I should’ve moved those damn pictures.” I could hear the anger in his voice.
Because my dad knew how I was. Part of my “different” self. If I knew something was lost..., it was like some kind of switch just flipped on inside me. Say “lost” and I instantly homed in on whatever was missing. Jewelry, mementoes…people.
My back teeth clenched. “Three of them…I saw three bodies.” I would have seen more, I knew it—I could have seen them all. But I’d focused on those three the most and the images had come to me. If I’d learned the names of the others… I would have seen more bodies.
No, not bodies. I hadn’t actually seen bodies. I cleared my throat.
What to read after The Better to Bite?
You can find similar books in the "Read Also" column, or choose other free books by Cynthia Eden to read onlineMoreLess
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