By Amy Sterling Casil
These tales are like a disease―only one you would not brain catching.
Mint-addicted extraterrestrial beings. conversing horses. Little women in wheelchairs who get the opportunity to pilot starships. extraordinary little jade carvers who store the final nice Mayan urban via magic. a beautiful wolf lady who saves a teddy endure boy and her clown boyfriend's middle. A well-known director who cloned herself and now could be demise of melanoma, merely she's raised her clone like an ordinary baby. men on the finish of the realm who realize they don't seem to be the world's maximum poet, they're approximately as undesirable because it will get.
Fourteen tales by way of award-winning technology fiction and fable author Amy Sterling Casil.
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