a while ago i wrote a story called clock of fate. if you are also reading my mom's blog, happyer at home, you might have seen this prologue before. if you haven't, that's why i'm putting this up.
i'll post a chapter up every day until you've finished the book. thanks!
also, please add comments on here and indicate whether or not i can put them in my book in future editions.
hope you enjoy!
Prologue
When
the midwife pulled the baby from the dying mother, she was shocked. The baby
girl already had a lustrous length of red hair, and she did not cry. Her eyes
were a brilliant shade of violet, with long lashes. The girl weighed only 4
pounds, and was thin, not chubby like other babies.
But
the midwife did not look at or pay any attention to these strange occurrences.
She stared at the girl’s breast. For there, above the baby’s heart, was a gold
timepiece with a glass front set into the flesh.
As
the girl grew older, living on her own, she began things only when she was told
she would by the clock in her breast. From
this you’ll see that the clock told the girl’s fate, and only she could read
it.
