The Collector Book One: Mana Leak - Plot & Excerpts
She had all the ingredients needed for everyone’s sandwiches spread out on the work top: cheese for Charlie, jam for Bronwyn and a ham salad for herself. She considered making a ham and mustard for Frank, but she didn’t dare ask him. He sat in the living room, either watching the Saturday afternoon sport or reading his issue of Physics World, which had vanished from the kitchen.Her face throbbed, and her mascara had run down her cheeks. The bathroom mirror showed her injuries to be minor, despite the beating Frank had dished out. Always so careful, even with his sudden rage. She knew her chest and belly would be a collage of black and blue soon; her one solitary bruise joined by so many companions. Every time she moved to pick up a fresh slice of bread or bend down to the fridge, each one cried out their tenderness.Behind her, Charlie and Bronwyn sat at the dining table, patiently waiting for their lunch. Charlie played on his DS, the device playing a jolly electronic tune along to the clicks of the buttons.
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