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The Bookcase
The Bookcase
The Bookcase
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The Bookcase

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The perfect apartment…or is it? Detective Becky Bonnie just wants a home in a safe area for her and her family. It’s cozy, beautiful, and reasonably priced. She can’t believe they got the beautiful place…but there is a catch as mysterious things begin to happen. What if you aren’t quite alone in your apartment…ever?

LanguageEnglish
Release dateFeb 25, 2018
ISBN9781386150725
The Bookcase
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K'Anne Meinel

K’Anne Meinel è una narratrice prolifica, autrice di best seller e vincitrice di premi. Al suo attivo ha più di un centinaio di libri pubblicati che spaziano dai racconti ai romanzi brevi e di lungo respiro. La scrittrice statunitense K’Anne è nata a Milwaukee in Wisonsin ed è cresciuta nei pressi di Oconomowoc. Diplomatasi in anticipo, ha frequentato un'università privata di Milwaukee e poi si è trasferita in California. Molti dei racconti di K’Anne sono stati elogiati per la loro autenticità, le ambientazioni dettagliate in modo esemplare e per le trame avvincenti. È stata paragonata a Danielle Steel e continua a scrivere storie affascinanti in svariati generi letterari. Per saperne di più visita il sito: www.kannemeinel.com. Continua a seguirla… non si sa mai cosa K’Anne potrebbe inventarsi!

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    Table of Contents

    THE BOOKCASE

    THE BOOKCASE

    ~THE END~

    SMALL TOWN ANGEL

    TO BE CONTINUED...

    THE BOOKCASE

    A Short Story by K’Anne Meinel

    E-Book Edition

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    Published by:

    Shadoe Publishing for

    K’Anne Meinel as an E-Book

    Copyright © K’Anne Meinel December 2015 

    Copyright 2ND edition © K’Anne Meinel February 2018

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    THE BOOKCASE

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    K’Anne Meinel is available for comments at KAnneMeinel@aim.com as well as on Facebook, her blog @ http://kannemeinel.wordpress.com/ or on Twitter @ kannemeinelaim.com, or on her website @ www.kannemeinel.com if you would like to follow her to find out about stories and book’s releases or check with

    www.ShadoePublishing.com or http://ShadoePublishing.wordpress.com/.

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    Dedicated to anyone who

    thinks I’m writing about them.

    I am.

    K’A. M.

    THE BOOKCASE

    Jeez, I can’t believe we found this, much less qualified for the loan! Becky said admiringly as they viewed the apartment one more time before escrow closed.

    I don’t understand why the last buyers vacated it.  It’s such a great location, and the size is incredible! Ari responded, looking around the rooms which were painted white, a stark contrast against the rich, highly polished woods that abounded.  The floors were wood wall to wall with matching molding along the floor.  The nice touch of the crown molding near the ceiling that also matched made this gem so warm and cozy.  Large windows brought in the New York sunshine that wasn’t blocked or hindered by other buildings.  They had a clear view out over the city from their tenth-floor apartment and could even see the river.

    Why do you think it’s priced so reasonably? Becky asked suspiciously, lowering her voice so that the realtor wouldn’t overhear.

    I don’t know.  They’d had this conversation a few times as they had been shown the apartment well over a month ago.  They’d put in an offer immediately and were surprised that it was accepted just as quickly.

    See these built in book shelves and matching knick-knack cabinets—they really show you how old this building is.  They don’t build them like this anymore, the realtor, Eleanor James, enthused.  You aren’t going to rip them out, are you? she asked, almost alarmed at the thought.

    Both women shook their head in tandem at the idea.  They loved the antique look of the apartment.  Its size, its age, all of it made it a steal, much less the price.  Be careful honey, Becky cautioned as one of the children ran through the well-appointed living room which led off to the dining room with its built-in buffet.  Again, nice touches of matching woods.

    Eleanor looked annoyed at the children’s running.  She didn’t have children of her own, nor had any intention of ever procreating, so she didn’t understand those who did.  She didn’t understand why her clients insisted on bringing them along to these showings.

    Mama, can I choose my room? Ella lisped to Ari.

    Ari looked down fondly at the blonde little girl with the big, cornflower-blue eyes.  Which room would you choose? she asked her.

    That one. She pointed towards the master bedroom; definitely a good choice.

    Well darling, you and Melissa are going to have to share, Becky warned her.

    Stamping her foot, she shook her head.  "No, I want my own room!"

    The adults chuckled, trying to forestall a temper-tantrum and ignored the little girl.

    Why can’t I sleep in here? Melissa asked reasonably, her nine-year old mind a bit more advanced than her six-year old sister’s.

    Because you aren’t going to want to have us eating over you in the dining room, Ari said a bit sarcastically, and Becky tried not to laugh.  With two bedrooms, despite the size of this prime apartment, the two girls would have to share.

    But I need space, she said dramatically, her hands spreading out to emphasize her point.

    I’m sure you do, baby, Becky consoled.  But Mama needs to work out of the apartment, and she needs her space too.

    Why can’t you go to the office like other parents? the pre-teen challenged.

    Ari sighed. They’d been over this.  The apartment’s den space was already tagged for her and her desk as well as artwork.  As a graphic designer, she needed the space for the computers, drawings, books, and things she would need.  Working at home would save her the cost of an office.  Baby, you know why, she said kindly, trying to calm the child.  Both of the girls were excited about the move.  It meant no longer being cramped in a one-bedroom apartment, no longer sharing a pull-out couch.  They’d be able to go to the same school they had always been in and lose none of their friends.

    Do you want to get measurements for anything? Eleanor asked helpfully, ignoring the children.

    Both women shook their heads.  They didn’t have much and would have to buy a few things.  With what they were paying for this apartment, they would have the extra funds.

    Then if we are through here? Eleanor indicated the apartment and the clipboard that the two women had signed off on, showing that they had done a final walk-through of the apartment and that they had inspected it.  A professional inspector had gone through, checking

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