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  Amanda’s scream 
echoed through the quarry mightier than thunder, foretelling the death 
and destruction to come. Giant rocks broke loose and tumbled downhill, 
loosened other rocks on their way, smashing everything in their path and
 exploding with a deafening crash. Dust and screams filled the air, and 
the ground under Amanda’s feet began to shake and crumble when she felt a
 hand tightening around her arm, lifting her high into the sky. Amanda 
looked up to thank the Sluagh who had come to her rescue and was amazed 
when she saw Ralston's  face. 
‘You didn’t think of your own escape Mo Chridhe,’ he said with a warm smile and pulled her onto the saddle. 
‘But how,’ Amanda sighed, looking at Ralston in bewilderment.
‘Never
 mind, Mo Lennan. I’ll tell you later,’ Ralston whispered. He wrapped 
his arms around Amanda, pulled her into a tight embrace and kissed her.
 
 
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Looking fab Ursula, good luck and much success with the blog and your books. Jane janerisdon.com
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