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review 2016-10-23 22:50
Read and Discover Dinosaurs
Dinosaurs (Discovery Kids Series) - Janine Amos,Christopher Collier,Alan Howe

Read and Discover Dinosaurs, by Janine Amos, is a non-fiction book about dinosaurs. It has information about their habitats, activities, and behaviors.  Lots of fun dinosaur trivia is included as well.  The book has realistic illustrations, a glossary, and even a quiz.  Any dinosaur lover will enjoy this book, but most likely it will be of interest to grades one - four. This would be a great book for an introduction to dinosaurs and a perfect addition to the classroom library that all students, but especially boys, will enjoy.  This is a great jumping off point for classroom research into the period or dinosaurs.  Kids would love illustrating a short dinosaur report or story, as well.

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review 2016-09-19 00:00
Glimpse: A New World
Glimpse: A New World - HJ Lawson,Amos Cassidy,Andy Graham,Michael Anderle,Sarah Dalton,Mixi J Applebottom,Holly Barbo,Francelia Belton,David R. Bernstein,Amos Cassidy,M.C.Cerny,Sarah Dalton,Vered Ehsani,J.L. Hendricks,Jade Kerrion,HJLawson,R. A. Marshall,TJ Muir,CM Niles,Robert As an anthology, of course it's a mixed bag. There were some stories I really enjoyed, while others I wasn't so enthusiastic about. I'll mention the best here, but other readers may find their preferences lean elsewhere. Being that the anthology is free, though, it's worth risking wading through the stories you don't enjoy to find the gems you do.

These ones were excellent (5 stars, really!):
--Found by [a:C.B. Stone|9816410|C.B. Stone|https://d2arxad8u2l0g7.cloudfront.net/authors/1414894465p2/9816410.jpg] - This is an intriguing dystopian about Miriam, a girl on a base with nothing better to do than break the rules, and she finds a room full of banned material that calls her name.
--A Moment in the End by [a:David R. Bernstein|15615628|David R. Bernstein|https://d2arxad8u2l0g7.cloudfront.net/authors/1471703944p2/15615628.jpg] - A dystopian/sci-fi about a girl named Leeyah (great name :D ) with the ability to "push" thoughts and attitudes on others. She's part of a large corporation with secret assignments to help improve the positioning of the company. And of course, the company is taking care of her and her family, so it's worth it, right?
--Rebels and Thieves: A White Hart Story by [a:Sarah Dalton|4720363|Sarah Dalton|https://d2arxad8u2l0g7.cloudfront.net/authors/1341390841p2/4720363.jpg] - This is a fantasy about Mae, a girl with a power she keeps hidden, and her and her father's struggle with a group of ruffians who have a keen eye on the white stag that chose Mae and her father.

Also enjoyable:
The Call of the Sea by [a:Ashley Stryker|13001280|Ashley Stryker|https://s.gr-assets.com/assets/nophoto/user/u_50x66-632230dc9882b4352d753eedf9396530.png]
Defender of Mankind by [a:H.J. Lawson|8396176|H.J. Lawson|https://d2arxad8u2l0g7.cloudfront.net/authors/1412379147p2/8396176.jpg]
No Accidents by [a:W. Bradford Swift|9829238|W. Bradford Swift|https://s.gr-assets.com/assets/nophoto/user/u_50x66-632230dc9882b4352d753eedf9396530.png]
An Altercation in Rykkamon by [a:Robert Scanlon|7232090|Robert Scanlon|https://d2arxad8u2l0g7.cloudfront.net/authors/1388962961p2/7232090.jpg]

Overall, I enjoyed the collection, though some stories I didn't connect with the voice or content.
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review 2016-06-23 17:29
The Last Mile - David Baldacci

The last mile by David Baldacci
Have read the author's other works and have enjoyed the books.
Mars is locked up in prison and he's been in 20 years. They say he had killed his parents. His final appeal had been denied-he's slated to be executed.
Last mile is the 30 feet to the death chamber and this book is uptodate with the controversy over lethal injections as some have suffered and it's not immediate death.
He recalls his past life and football and how it all ended. The suits had come for him but with no chains and they tell him another has confessed to all the murders. They are looking into the events and he may walk free.
Amos was a detective and his family had been murdered. He will be working with Allison and the FBI to investigate the man who confessed to the murders. He had played football also and remembered the games with Mars.
Amos has a special ability-his memory due to his amnesia. He can see things that happened in the room even decades after.
So interesting to learn of his ability and how the men react to one another's tragedy of family loss.
Very involved with lots of other events taking place as more murders occur...
I received this book from National Library Service for my BARD (Braille Audio Reading Device).

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text 2016-05-31 13:21
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Pure Fantasy - M. Eror,Katherine Amos


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✮ (¸.•´Book Title: Pure Fantasy✶ (¸.

✶ (¸.Author: M.Eror


✶ (¸.Genre: Contemporary Erotic Romance

✶ (¸.Pages: 167

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**Standalone story (in series) #1**


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She has a perfect plan. A new city. A new job. New acquaintances. And most importantly: life without a man!

Will he disrupt her plan?



The shop door opens and I snap out of my thoughts. A dark-haired man comes in. His knee-length winter coat emphasizes his muscular figure, and his attitude and appearance suddenly dominate the entire space. Our eyes meet. He’s looking at me intensely, penetratingly, and for far too long.

I manage to regain my senses and greet him with a cut-and-dried salesperson’s greeting: “Hello. How may I help you?” He nods an acknowledgement, and only then looks away, proceeding in huge steps towards the shelves of men’s shoes, where he reaches out his hand. He takes a brown, high-top shoe which balances perfectly between the elegant, and casual style. It’s one of the latest models, which arrived in the shop several days ago, and my personal favourite.

Hmmm... A nice choice.

I shake my head, feeling awkward as I realise that I’m following his every move. Moreover, I approve of his selection. I keep my hands busy by pointlessly replacing trinkets on my counter, and then smoothing out an already perfectly stacked heap of business cards.

“Where can I find this same model, only in black?” He asks me in a deep voice, without a trace of kindness. His indescribably masculine voice causes an unpleasantly-pleasant shudder in the lower part of my back. I raise my head and my eyes meet his. His dark irises rivet mine. We’re staring at each other, again for too long. I feel my dormant insides waking, reacting to him. My breathing is shallow, my heart beating fast.

The curiosity in his eyes is replaced by a raw male arrogance which says unequivocally: Another notch on the list of conquests! I detest male arrogance. It takes me a few moments to regain my composure, then I blink in confusion.

“So? Cat got your tongue?” He breaks the silence as he goes on watching me, arrogant and smug.

“Excuse me?”

“The shoe?”

He waves the shoe right in front of my nose, reminding me of the question he asked a little while ago. I take a deep breath, and purse my lips angrily at his impertinent act, before concentrating and answering coldly.

“Over there, the same model is on display in black.”

“I wouldn’t have asked you if that were the case.” He goes on in his impertinent, arrogant style.

I don’t understand his behaviour, but I have no wish to argue. I stop in front of the shelf and look over the models. I frown because I do not succeed in finding what I’m looking for. I work alone, and I don’t understand what could have happened to the shoe. I’m certain that I didn’t move it, and I know for sure that it was there. I turn around the shop confusedly. And lo and behold! The shoe that Mr. Arrogant’s looking for sits among the women’s discounted sandals. I am not a frowner by nature, so I smile and bring him what he’s asked for, forgetting his ungallant behaviour.

I give him the shoe and raise my eyes. My smile freezes, I stop breathing, and my heart dances again to a quick rhythm when I meet his dark eyes. There’s no arrogance, he just examines me calmly. Blood is rushing through my veins, I feel like I’m burning, and all my nerve endings become terribly aware of his presence. He looks perfectly calm and controlled as he stares at me insistently, and without blinking. Then he looks down, lazily.

“That’s it. I mean, a suitable model. And colour. But not a suitable size.” He says, and the haughty smile returns to the corners of his lips. Fed up with his manners, I snort. He laughs loudly, obviously amused by my reaction. Embarrassment overwhelms me, and I feel my cheeks burning.

“So, what size do you need?” I ask curtly.

“Well, I need a 44.” He returns, imitating me. He smiles broadly. It seems that he is amusing himself at my expense. Nervously, I march to the back of the shop and find the required size.

“Here you are.” I say officially and hand him the right shoe.

He covers my fingers with his while taking the shoe from my hand. My skin burns. Strange, powerful vibrations shake my entire body. This accidental touch makes my heart beat madly, and my lungs wail for air. I take a deep breath, raise my eyes but remain breathless. He’s looking at me seductively. My reaction to him has not escaped his notice. It makes him so happy. That touch was no accident. The jerk! He did it on purpose!

I want to run away, as soon as possible, so I turn on my heel.

“I want to see the label with the product details.” He says.

I look at him over my shoulder, confused, then move to hand him the box, which he could easily have taken himself. I stand beside him patiently and wait as he reads very carefully.

“Is there a problem?" I ask.

“I’m just checking."

“Checking what?"

“Whether they were made in China.” He says coldly, and then raises his eyes to mine.

Made in China? What an asshole!

“We sell only Italian stuff." I say sharply.

He smiles, his eyes fixed.

“Oh, look at those claws. I hope you’re well paid." He speaks in a voice which shows clearly that he doesn’t believe what I say. He’s provoking me, goading me with his smile, his look, and with the way he addresses me. I count to ten, then frown, turning the box upside-down to show him the embossed label: Fatte in Italia.

“Made in Italy’s written on the box and inside the shoe as well.” I speak briskly.

He bends his head lightly, furrows his eyebrows and studies the inscription carefully, examining the letters devotedly and seriously. I lose patience because this seems to be going on for an age.

For God’s sake, it’s as if he were decoding hieroglyphics!

He shrugs, looks at me naively, and says more innocently: “I had to check, since I don’t speak Italian.

He doesn’t... he doesn’t speak Italian? What a jerk!


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review 2016-05-07 00:57
When a condemned man receives a last minute stay of execution, a dangerous investigation into the reasons why begins!
The Last Mile - David Baldacci

The Last Mile, David Baldacci, author; Kyf Brewer, Orlagh Cassidy, narrators

A young man sat waiting patiently, if it could actually be said that someone could wait patiently for his own execution; he had prepared himself and was hoping to die with dignity. Not quite 42, he had spent half of his life behind bars, convicted of the gruesome, double murder of his parents. Out of the blue, at the last minute, he suddenly received a stay of execution, although all of his prior appeals have been turned down. Why? It seemed that someone else had confessed to the crime. That claim was being investigated, and if verified, he would be set free.

Melvin Mars had been looking at a bright future with the NFL, as a tailback, when for no apparent reason, his parents, a mixed race couple, were murdered. He was accused and convicted of the crime. The successful trajectory of his life was altered. Why would he kill his parents with such a wonderful life awaiting him? Who were his parents? Did they have an unusual past? Did they have enemies? Mars was going to earn big bucks as a football player. Did they want a piece of it? Would a demand for money have constituted his motive for murder?

A special task force had recently been created to investigate wrongful convictions and Amos Decker, who suffered from kinesthesia due to a football injury on his first day of play in the NFL, remembered playing against Melvin Mars while a student. Decker’s head injury gave him the ability to remember everything he ever experienced. There were many parallels between Decker’s life and Melvin’s life. Both had been accused of murdering members of their family. The case of Melvin Mars intrigued him. He decided that it was the case the team should investigate first, even though it wasn’t on their list of possible investigations. He convinced the others, and what began as an FBI investigation into Melvin’s death sentence turned into a multi-layered plot embracing racism very well, without getting political or taking sides, but which highlighted what it was like during the sixties with the protests and marches of the civil rights era. There were many unanswered questions and secrets revealed as the inquiry proceeded.

While the murder mystery in the novel unraveled, new issues were raised. Mars was asked to try and remember anything from two decades ago that might help to explain why he would have been framed for the murder, but his memory was not like Decker’s and he had few memories that seemed to be of consequence. Theories were developed and strategies plotted out, some that seemed very plausible, but none worked out. Decker refused to give up even when the investigation was halted for what seemed to be political reasons. He had become the unauthorized leader of the investigation, and the others looked to him for guidance. Even though all the evidence consistently pointed to Mars, Decker’s gut feelings continued to tell him that Melvin was innocent, so they continued their search for the real killer. Melvin, for his part, was reluctant to trust the team of investigators. How did he know that the FBI was not trying to trick him into giving up some piece of information which would condemn him further, guaranteeing his execution? His experiences with law enforcement and the legal system had not been positive. However, as the agents faced danger and still pursued their inquiries, he began to trust them. He also wanted to know why anyone would want to murder his parents. Still, the conundrum remained. Why would someone suddenly come forward a score of years later to confess to a crime? Having kept the secret for 20 years seemed like a plausible enough reason to continue keeping it.

The investigation was thorough as all possible evidence and motives were examined. It proceeded in fits and starts and the plot sometimes seemed convoluted, but it remained plausible at the same time. The novel was tightly written without silly romance, gratuitous sex or unnecessary graphic violence. Occasionally, the dialogue between characters became trite, but in general, it was necessary drivel to redirect the plot as it meandered and misdirected the reader.

Will justice finally be done in the end? Will Mars be freed or condemned again?

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