kmakinnon

Dear Readers, thank you so much for your attention and support for The Connection, it is now fully finished and undergoing  polishing and I will be placing more chapters soon!

kmakinnon

The new chapter of the Connection is published ("Jackie's 2005 Part 3 The Face"). 
          You can find it here http://www.wattpad.com/98555436-the-connection-jackie%27s-2005-part-3-the-face
          
          Since the book is fairly long, each chapter will have a title so that it is easier to navigate.  Also if you didn't read the chapter "Girl meets boy" yet, go check it out (http://www.wattpad.com/92948366-the-connection-girl-meets-boy). It's a new chapter combined with the old one but something really important happens there so don't miss it :)

kmakinnon

A little sneak peek into the further chapters of the Connection ;)
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          There was no book. There was no classroom any more, either. Only darkness around her, clouds of darkness sticky like black cotton candy. And the voice  in the darkness.
          Honey girl.
          No, she thought. Please not this. She shook her head and rubbed her non-existent eyes with her non-existent hands. What was going on with her? What was...?
          
          Then the darkness started to thin out right in the centre of her vision field. A white semi-transparent something emerged from it, as if surfacing from the black depths of a lake. It looked like a pale round moon with dark crevasses on it's surface. Jackie looked at it, the hum in her ears growing, her whole mind vibrating, the pale white moon the only point that kept her focus.
          The moon reached the surface, hovered a little at the border between there and here – wherever it was -  and then was born.  Jackie saw it was not a moon at all, but a face, looking at her from the darkness.
           
          A little girls face. She saw her dark hair framing the face, falling on the forehead. She saw her eyes wide open, looking at Jackie through the darkness, tears glimmering. The face itself now looked long, and hollow, and dark. The hair framing it - long dirty strands sticking to the forehead. One strand was in the girl's eye but she didn't seem to notice. The girl opened her mouth - it made a round O shape, like a fish opening its mouth in the water to let the bubble of air out, and said something.