Simon Says by Alphin, Elaine Marie -- Read -- Imperial Library of Trantor

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Title Page Front A white petal ruffled in the breeze, then tore free from the wilting carnation on the student's grave and tumbled away. At first flowers appeared daily, loose handfuls, and even real bouquets. Then summer began, and visitors came to the church cemetery near the school campus less often. By the fall semester, old students had forgotten him, and new students wondered who he'd been. They had their own art to create, after all. He might have been special—but he was dead. PART ONE 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 PART TWO 11 12 13 14 15 16 17 Back

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