Lynne Stringer – Author & Editor

Warning – this contains spoilers for The Heir.

This is a little scene from the first time Keridan ever spoke to Sarah. It was sad to have to cut it, but here it is. Enjoy!

It hadn’t taken me long to discover that, unlike the other boys in school, he was simply a nice guy. But it hadn’t been until the first semester of my Sophomore year that I had fallen in love with him.
He had shared my Visual Arts class from day one. He didn’t seem to have much talent, but he took it seriously. His attention to detail, however futile, always pleased our teachers. It was in one of these classes that it happened.
We had been experimenting with different pencil weights. Each student had their own set. When we were done, they were all reloaded onto an art trolley to be put back into storage.
Our teacher, Mr Sower, had asked me to return it to the storage room but the trolley was barely narrower than the door. It got stuck.
I was struggling with it, trying to push it in, when two hands appeared on the trolley, one on either side of mine. I felt the trolley glide smoothly into place.
I had looked around and Dan was there, standing behind me and bending over me. It had been such a shock to see him I had started.
“Sorry,” he’d said with a smile. “It looked like you needed some help.”
He’d said nothing more, but I’d had to lean against the trolley to keep from collapsing. Back then I was still coming to terms with the fact that everyone was no longer talking to me, and to see him treat me like that was overwhelming. Not to mention that the way he spoke, and the way he had looked at me, was enough to melt anyone’s heart.

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