Audio Book Demo - Rachel Darden Bennett
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EnglishVoice Age
Young Adult (18-35)Accents
North American (General)Transcript
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well, I charge $10 an hour for two kids, she said. That sounded reasonable, and we set a time for the next evening. Who was that? Sloan asked as I hung up the phone client. I told her I have to baby sit for a 14 year old tomorrow. You can't baby sit for a 14 year old, Sloan told me. Why not? Because you're 12. That's why they don't know how old I am. I said. Is I polished off my apple and pencilled my new client into my file o fax Chelsea. You can't baby sit for someone who was two years older than you, Sloan said. Girls mature faster than boys. I reminded her. It'll be fine. The next night my father dropped me off at Susan's house. He was impressed with my work ethic and business sense. You've really shown a strong sense of self chills. I'm proud of you, my father told me. Thanks, Dad, I said. Is I hopped out of the car. If you need to borrow any cash, I'm sure we can work something out at a moderate interest rate. He was so close, so close and so handsome. Well, he'd always been handsome, but now, looking at him, hurt that small, perfect cleft in his chin, reached inside her somehow and squeezed her heart, spun, her heart, pounded so hard it would burst. No one had warned her. It would be like this. Love was supposed to feel good, wasn't it? Not terrifying. Any trouble breathing? He asked. Do you feel faint or dizzy? A little, she answered. Honestly, when we're back at the manor, I'll call for the local physician. Charlotte kissed him. She couldn't help it. She needed to touch him. She pressed her lips to his haltingly once and then again silently begging him to kiss her back. One day when chicken little was scratching in the leaves and acorn fell out of a tree and hit her on the tail. Oh said Chicken little, The sky is flowing. I must run and tell the king. So she went along and went along until she met Henny Penny. Good morning, chicken, Little said. Henny Penny, Where you going? Oh, any penny. The sky is falling, and I I am going to tell the king. How do you know the sky is falling? Asked any penny I saw it with my own eyes. I heard it with my own ears on a piece of it, fell right on my tail, said Chicken Little. Well, then I will go with you, said Henny Penny. As I often say, I'm an experienced map maker, but I could be as much of a lost and stumbling traveler as anyone else. We all must find our own way. This means that while we may be sharing the same research map, your path will be different for mine, Joseph Campbell wrote. If you can see your path laid out in front of you, step by step, you know it's not your path, your own path you make with every step you take. That's why it's your path. This is my last, and I mean, Mary Jane said, picking up her drink. Oh, listen, you know, I saw last week on the main floor of Lord and Taylor's MM saddle Louise, adjusting a pillow under her head. I came Tamar off. Who said Mary Jane, Who's he? I came Tamar off. He's in the movies. He always says, You make a big job guy. I love him. There isn't one damn pillow in this house that I can stand. Who did you see? Jackson? She was Which one? I don't know. The one that was in our sight class that always Both of them were in our psych class. Well, the one with the terrific Marshall Louise I ran into her to once. She talk your ear off? God, yes. But you know what she told me, though, Dr. Weddings dead.