The Rain King by Selena EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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- Author: Selena
- Language: English
- Genre: Gothic Romance
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Two Years Before
#1 on the Billboard Chart:
“Hypnotize”—The Notorious B.I.G.
Rae West
I look up from my book at the sound of a hard, insistent tap on the window
startling out of my fictional world. I’m on the second floor, so there’s no
way a person could be tapping, but before my rational brain can supply that
information, my heart lurches into my throat and I almost fall out of the
window seat. My eyes don’t meet that of a person or a tommyknocker from
a nursery rhyme, though. They meet the solid black eyes of a crow.
“Poe,” I say through a startled laugh. “You scared me.”
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I rise carefully, and the bird hops back a few steps and caws
demandingly. After only a few weeks, she’s barely afraid of me.
“Yeah, yeah, I’m hungry too,” I mutter, crossing my room to grab
the sandwich waiting on my plate for when she—or he—came back. I’m
not really sure how to tell a male from a female crow. In fact, I named her
after Edgar Allen Poe thinking she was a raven. By the time she cawed at
me in her bossy, impatient way, it was too late. I figure Poe’s a good name
whether male or female, but I’ve decided she’s a female looking for a place
to make a nest.
I set the plate down and heave the window up with both hands. It
was painted shut and doesn’t have a screen, so I know it’s not meant to be
opened. But what my parents don’t know won’t hurt them. The porch roof
extends under the window, so it’s not like I can fall. Which might not be
their number one concern if they knew that my only friend in Faulkner is a
bird that eats carrion as well as my bread crusts.
Holding the window with one hand so the impossibly heavy thing
won’t fall shut and behead me like a guillotine, I quickly stack up a dozen
fat paperbacks to hold it. Poe hops closer, giving me an impatient caw and
cocking her head like she’s trying to figure out my methods. She’s a smart
bird. I bet if she had hands, she’d show me an easier way to keep the
window open. At this very moment, she’s probably thinking how ridiculous
I am.
Picking up my sandwich, I lean down and slowly push the plate out
so as not to startle her. She hops onto the edge and caws angrily at me
before I’ve even released the plate.
“Hungry little thing, aren’t you?” I ask softly, tearing off a crust and
dropping it onto the plate. She snatches it up with her beak right away. The
poor bird always acts like she’s starving.
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