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Reviews For Magic, Interrupted.
this part: Vernon's face expression was somehow distant. Hopeful. Like that of a pregnant woman awaiting the birth of her child. He looked down at the thing Vernon was carrying and realised that his uncle did treat that thing like a baby. His baby. "This..." Vernon said dreamily... "is going to make us rich. Not you of course. I just need to show them once how well this is working and we're going to be rich." I liked how you set up the background information, and talked about abuse going on like a pot of slow boiling water. Vernon is scary. |
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