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Название книги: Never End
Автор(ы): Åke Edwardson
Жанр: Триллер
Адрес книги: http://www.6lib.ru/books/Never-End-194454.html
The second book in the Erik Winter series, 2006Translated From The Swedish By Laurie Thompson
For Kristina
1
She felt a prick in her right foot, under her toes. She had been feeling her way forward, but the bottom was covered in seaweed here, a sort of long, thick grass that swayed with the current. It was brown and nasty. Like dead flowers.Now she was standing on a little sandbank. She balanced on one leg and examined her right foot: she could see it was bleeding, but only a little. It wasn't the first time this summer. Par for the course.She suddenly found herself thinking about a cramped classroom smelling of musty clothes…and musty thoughts. Rain against the window pane. Questions on a sheet of paper and the scratching of pens, answers that would be forgotten as soon as the papers had been handed in. Now that was all over, though. She'd passed her final exams, big damn deal. And now a summer that would never end. Ne-e-ever end. She could hear the tune in her head.The cut would be no more than a little scratch by tonigh
Название книги: Never End
Автор(ы): Åke Edwardson
Жанр: Триллер
Адрес книги: http://www.6lib.ru/books/Never-End-194454.html
The second book in the Erik Winter series, 2006Translated From The Swedish By Laurie Thompson
For Kristina
1
She felt a prick in her right foot, under her toes. She had been feeling her way forward, but the bottom was covered in seaweed here, a sort of long, thick grass that swayed with the current. It was brown and nasty. Like dead flowers.Now she was standing on a little sandbank. She balanced on one leg and examined her right foot: she could see it was bleeding, but only a little. It wasn't the first time this summer. Par for the course.She suddenly found herself thinking about a cramped classroom smelling of musty clothes…and musty thoughts. Rain against the window pane. Questions on a sheet of paper and the scratching of pens, answers that would be forgotten as soon as the papers had been handed in. Now that was all over, though. She'd passed her final exams, big damn deal. And now a summer that would never end. Ne-e-ever end. She could hear the tune in her head.The cut would be no more than a little scratch by tonigh
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