Mattison Pierce - Narration/Audio Book Demo
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EnglishVoice Age
Young Adult (18-35)Accents
North American (General) North American (US General American - GenAM) North American (US Mid-Atlantic)Transcript
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Charlie hastened across the hall, leaving a PSA toe lock the door. There was something unusual about the prefix behavior. He had seemed nervous and ill at ease. Eso was the oldest student in the school and should have been Head Boy. But having failed all of last year's exams, he had been passed over for Riley Burns, a bossy know it all and champion athlete Could aces. Humiliation have accounted for his nervousness? Charlie wasn't sure, and then a thought struck him. When Dusk fell, a PSA had been known to change his shape. He could become a long, snouted, crooked backed, wolfish creature, perhaps like other animals, he, too, had felt the Earth shudder. Charlie decided to observe the prefect during homework when they would sit at the same table in the King's room that evening. Charlie was the first person through the black doors of the king's room. He looked around the high ceilinged circular room. It's curved walls lined with shelves of leather bound books. There was space for only one picture. A huge gilt framed painting of the Red King. Charlie like to sit where he could see the painting and as he arranged his books on the large round table, Thea other endowed Children began to arrive. Never before had Hamilton refused such a direct request from Washington, and not since quitting the generals wartime staff had he so willfully asserted his own independence. Even while telling Washington that he would try to abide by any truce, he was preparing his next press tirade. The furious exchanges between Hamilton and Jefferson had hardened into a mutual vendetta that Washington was powerless to stop. Nor did Jefferson heed Washington's large spirited plea for tolerance. In replying to the presidential request, he renewed his withering critique of Hamilton system, which he said flowed from principles adverse to liberty and was calculated to undermine and demolish the republic by creating an influence of his department over the members of the Legislature. He charged Hamilton with favoring a king and a House of Lords at the constitutional convention, a misconstruction of what Hamilton had said with greater justice. He grumbled about Hamilton's unauthorized meetings with British and French ministers, but he also displayed an ugly condescension toward Hamilton that he ordinarily concealed. On the fourth evening, he gave me the hand lotion in an unlabeled plastic bottle. It wasn't very good quality. It smelled faintly of vegetable oil. No lily of the valley. For me, it may have been something they made up for use in hospitals on bed sores, but I think him anyway. The trouble is, I said, I don't have anywhere to keep it in your room, he said, as if it were obvious they find it. I said someone would find it. Why? He asked, as if he really didn't know. Maybe he didn't. It wasn't the first time he gave evidence of being truly ignorant of the conditions under which we lived. They look I said, they look in all our rooms. What? Four, he said. I think I lost control, then a little razor blades, books, writing, black market stuff, all the things we aren't supposed tohave. Jesus Christ, you ought to know. My voice was angrier than I'd intended, but he didn't even wince. Then you'll have to keep it here, he said. So that's what I did