<div class="floatleft"><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><div align="center">(https://www.mediafire.com/convkey/38ed/ml3mpr0wazqo3e5zg.jpg)<br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Times New Roman;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 13pt;"><strong>Chloe</strong><br/>‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾</span></span></div></td><td>(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/4/4d/AlTeregoSeparator.png)</td></tr></tbody></table></div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: times new roman;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 13pt;">What? Oh!</span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: times new roman;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 13pt;">  “Can you see the color inside the book? I just threw a name at it, but it’s not a color anywhere in anything Crayola ever made! Octarine? It’s like the name for  color of magic in this fantasy series! Kind of purplish bluish blackish sort of? Can you see it? This book is …”</span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: times new roman;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 13pt;">I reach out a finger, tentatively. Look at my two friends. Touch the edge of the book.</span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: times new roman;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 13pt;">  “It’s warm! I’m going to …”</span></span><br/><br/><div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/4/4d/AlTeregoSeparator.png)(https://www.mediafire.com/convkey/d2a7/z7f9ah9bm5rmaejzg.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: times new roman;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 13pt;">Lift the edge up and over and the cover flops down on the tablecloth. The book is open to the first page.</span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: times new roman;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 13pt;">  “Oh … my … god!”</span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: times new roman;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 13pt;">Latin. Not since high school. Um, oh my god the title!! And ‘per’ is like ‘by,’ who wrote this. A child puero, um, verdant and, and blooming? OMG Grand-mama my name meaning! So …</span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: times new roman;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 13pt;">  “What does it say? What do you see? I’m scared!”</span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: times new roman;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 13pt;">My hand goes to my mouth and I bite my knuckles. Not since a child have I done that when Grand-mama told scary stories.</span></span><br/>