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Discover a new great read in this lucky dip. This story came straight from my heart and was published last year in Fiction River: Justice edited by Kristine Kathryn Rusch.
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As I told the anthology editor, in my little village, Danish seniors have government-supplied robot vacuum cleaners to help them live independently. My elderly neighbors seem very fond of their tireless helpers, often talking to them like old friends. Find out who dies and who survives by clicking on the cover below and following the link to an ebook vendor with a copy of the magazine for you!
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I haven't painted since the move, and, more than that, nothing here has made me want to paint. I had one at the state fair and thought I was going to die. A girl — slim and slight and decked out in what looks like a sequined bathing suit and fluffy bustle — pulls with all her might on the reins of the obstinate palomino before her. The thing is so huge and she is so tiny, it's like watching Tinkerbell trying to tow the Jolly Roger.
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She lets out a holler somewhere between a yelp and a grunt of unending frustration. His glasses slip down his nose when he straightens, the lights of the carnival reflecting across the lenses. He gently takes the reins from the girl, and it's impossible to ignore the way the tendons in his arms flex as he takes the giant horse under his control. He slowly strokes the animal's cheeks and I wonder if the words he says to the horse are as soft.
But just then the horse's ears prick forward, and its feet dance in the dust. I half expect to see fangs glinting in the fading light. As if to prove her point, the horse tries to rear, but Benjamin's grip is firm, and the horse doesn't break free. As he leaves, he knocks into Benjamin's shoulder, muttering that word again, the one reeking of disdain even though it seems harmless enough to me. But before she can say a word, King Jerkwad turns, gifting a million-watt smile to the line of soon-to-be patrons as he approaches.
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He runs the last few feet, and as he's about to crash into a family with two chubby-cheeked toddlers, he launches into a backflip and lands kneeling before Jules and me. His chest puffs out and his arms spread wide. Come and find us inside! Juliet cocks her hip and rolls her lip between her teeth. Some predators roar to intimidate their prey. Juliet does this. Benjamin is still, somber. He catches me looking and gives me the tiniest shake of his head. A warning. I don't question it. This Moretti brother might be fabulous, but I think we'll pass. I hook my arm around Juliet's and tug, leading her in the general direction of the ticket booth.
Laughter bubbles out of my chest, and it feels good, I feel good for the first time in weeks. I nudge Juliet toward the ticket booth. When we reach the front of the line, a woman with coppery red hair in a messy topknot sells us our tickets. The moment we cross the perimeter, we're awash in golden light and popcorn-scented air. Shrieks of delight fill the night, mingling with Juliet's mile-a-minute chatter about where she might find a deep-fried anything. Red flashes before me, and it takes my eyes a second to realize it's a rose. A boy holds the flower so close its petals tickle my chin.
His face is painted white, with rosy circles dotting his pale cheeks and dark powder shaping his eyebrows into wry arches. His glossy black hair has been styled into a plastic-y, slick wave that makes me think of a twenties soda jerk. When he grins, his teeth are all perfect and white. I couldn't. But the boy's grin widens, and then he's pressing the stem into my hand. You can pay me back by bringing your family to visit my booth later. The crowd swirls around me — families and some people I vaguely recognize from school — but no Jules.
When you find her"— he presses something small and cold into my palm —"come and see me. It's just a quarter, shiny enough to reflect the dancing lights from a nearby booth off its surface. Why on earth would he give me a quarter? I shove the coin into my jeans pocket and am about to ask him that very question, but he's already gone. I counted it three times to be sure, and if I'm right, then Marcel and I finally have enough money to leave this carnival for good.
The evening is crisp and cool and the kind of bleak that makes the world seem like everything is washed over with gray. But the backyard crackles with life. Trailers creak as other roustabouts — those like me who work in the background, making it easier for the performers to seamlessly weave their magic — wearily climb into them, eager to catch a quick meal and a little rest before going back out to help clean up the grounds after the patrons are gone.
Happy shouts of greeting echo up and down the rows of trailers as the performers make their way toward the grounds, ready for the first shows of the night, and the yips and grunts of Mrs.
Potter's dogs make a strange layer of sound hanging in the air. It's home for all of them, but not the kind of home I ever wanted for myself. Even though we've only been here two weeks, the pathways on the grounds have been made flat by dozens and dozens of feet. It once seemed so easy to Prince Rhen, the heir to Emberfall. Cursed by a powerful enchantress to repeat the autumn of his eighteenth year over and over, he knew he could be saved if a girl fell for him.
But that was before he learned that at the end of each autumn, he would turn into a vicious beast hell-bent on destruction. That was before he destroyed his castle, his family, and every last shred of hope. Nothing has ever been easy for Harper Lacy. With her father long gone, her mother dying, and her brother barely holding their family together while constantly underestimating her because of her cerebral palsy, she learned to be tough enough to survive. A prince? A monster? A curse?
And as Rhen realizes Harper is not just another girl to charm, his hope comes flooding back. But powerful forces are standing against Emberfall. Will you be checking it out? Tell us in the comments below! Synopsis Goodreads In a lush, contemporary fantasy retelling of Beauty and the Beast, Brigid Kemmerer gives readers another compulsively readable romance perfect for fans of Marissa Meyer.
Fall in love, break the curse.