Mandy Broughton

“The girl from the front row grabbed AIMii on the arm. “Remember, it’s bumpy.” “Why is the color of silence bumpy?” AIMii asked. “Because it’s hard to do,” she whispered loudly.”

“Never much of a fantasy fan, I knew one thing for certain: Odell Greenry loved Precious every bit as much as Gollum loved his “precious.” And while both objects of obsession could be possessed neither could be mastered.”