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    Forever Nightfall
    Forever Nightfall
    Forever Nightfall
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    Forever Nightfall

    By J.R. Graham

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    FALLING GRACE...

    The path of false intuition leads an adopted teen girl into a death trap and the horrors that befall on the innocent lure of unconditional love.

    K.I.T. (SINGLED OUT)...

    Keely Inette Thatcher (alias: K.I.T.) is America’s Most Wanted fugitive. She’s chosen to take one, last score before retiring. But a forgotten tie up on a loose thread of evidence, leads FRN Agent, Reese Walker (Seattle’s iron clad Bounty Hunter) one step behind her; an opportunity to catch a crook and make his fame to claim before the feds do.

    These short stories and more...from part one of the latest e-book collection, by J.R. Graham.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherJ.R. Graham
    Release dateDec 22, 2014
    ISBN9781311216205
    Forever Nightfall
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    J.R. Graham

    J.R. Graham (Justin R. Graham) is a local news journalist / freelance writer of western New York. He currently works for The Villager (Newspaper).Graham has a B.A. degree in Communication from SUNY at Buffalo and is a talented artist and musician.Graham's fictional works are featured in The Eclectic Muse (Poetry Journal), Bell's Letters: America's Coffee House of Poets, and Fullosia Press.The Author's Blog can be found here: http://jbirds830.wordpress.comACCLAIM / COMMENTS FOR THE AUTHOR:NEVER A BIRD CRY SORROW (POEM):"Sigmund Freud would have given anything if poets in his era had clarified the nature of man through poetry. But he couldn't, so it was left to Justin to take psychoanalysis to the next level."- Jim Bell, Editor; Bells Letters Poets, 2013 (Issue 142).CHANGE (POEM):"I would answer NO! We have had plenty of chances to avoid Armageddon, Hades, and the Lake of Fire and Brimstone. Yet they still threaten us.""Justin's deep probe of the bird world leaves me agog; such beautiful logic, and here all my life, I've been dreaming I had wings."- Jim Bell, Editor; Bells Letters Poets, 2013-2014 (Issue 143 and 144)"It is great to see Graham developing as a writer."- Dan Haldeman, President, Book Hub Inc, 2013.

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      Forever Nightfall - J.R. Graham

      FOREVER NIGHTFALL

      PART ONE

      a short story collection

      By J.R. Graham

      Smashwords Edition

      Copyright 2014 J.R. Graham

      This eBook is licensed for your personal enjoyment only. This eBook may not be re-sold or given away to other people. If you would like to share this book with another person, please purchase an additional copy for each recipient. If you’re reading this book and did not purchase it, or it was not purchased for your use only, then please return to your favorite eBook retailer and purchase your own copy. Thank you for respecting the hard work of this author.

      This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.

      Copyright © November 2014. All rights reserved.

      Cover Photos by: Aleshyn Andrei / Shutterstock, Patricia Chumillas / Shutterstock. Cover design by: J.R. Graham

      Table of Contents

      Copyright

      Quotes

      Falling Grace

      Balance

      K.I.T. Part One: Singled Out

      About the Author

      Quotes

      Every man must decide whether he will walk in the light of creative altruism or in the darkness of destructive selfishness.

      Martin Luther King Jr.

      Darkness cannot drive out darkness; only light can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate; only love can do that.

      Martin Luther King Jr.

      FALLING GRACE

      Grace Souza picked up a ball point pen tasseled with gold lace ribbon. Her hand was shaking and nerves had gotten the better of her grip. She opened the pages of her diary, bound with a locking brace. She had been sitting on a rock cliff that overlooked the Pacific shoreline, where two lonely Monterey Cyprus trees stood proudly on the summit. Their roots planted so deeply, she never saw their limbs weeping.

      After loosing her bookmark within the pages, right now, she didn’t need one. The tracks of her tears would tell her where to begin. Today’s entry in her little book was delayed, but given the circumstance, she had been on the run since last night and needed to rub out the fog which had clouded her eyes.

      She couldn’t remember who taught her the ways of writing; perhaps it was because she’s had six parents since birth, not accounting for her biological parents of South America, whom she had never met.

      Grace writes frantically; scribbles of cursive all but legible to her own eyes.

      Where will they run to? I wonder now; my field of inquiries, my persistent queries, inhaled so deeply when I acquired this fate. I thought I had bottled them inside, unable to let go of them. But like the air which fills my lungs, I cannot hold on to curiosities any longer; such marvels will be carried away with the wind when I fall.

      Grace had just turned sixteen today. She saw no reason to celebrate, having just run away from a dispassionate monster and the detention of her legal guardian, Mr. Caleb Rhodes. Grace was unknowing of Caleb’s past until recent days. He was a child adulterer of sorts; an assortment of sundries bound together by the acidic bile of his sins.

      Grace was not deemed a ward of the state. Oh, how fortunate such a compassionate order could have been? The beckoning knock of a gavel was now just a wishful sound to her ears.

      The story of her past was an unpleasant one, like an unfolded rug, ragged and torn, unrolling down a flight of steps. It was not to be deemed a journey or an adventure. Gravity it seemed was pulling her now, dragging her against the grain.       

      Gabriel and Camilla Souza gave birth to a beautiful girl named Grace; born in Salvador on the Northeast coast of Brazil. After being adopted three times, even words etched on a birth certificate seemed to fade; corners went a fray where ink bled and the truth rubbed out.

      She had hatched out of a shell as it seemed, inhaled in her first few breaths of air; a halo of foggy heat from a Latin sun, only to discover that her blood parents had passed on. She never saw a wink of them. Her biological parents had died in the crossfire of a street raid. At least that’s what her next adopters had told her. Grace didn’t believe a word of it, until she saw the bold headline in the tabloids.

      Grace found her way into the hearts of her second family; the Silva’s. Brazil had rules not to bring adoptees into the United States of

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