by Sean Kennedy
“I can help you with that.”
“Really?” Tobias held out his hand, as if they were meeting for the first time. “So what is it you do for a living, Mr. Kneebone?”
Ezra took the offered hand, but instead of shaking it, held it tightly against his chest. “I’ve just gone into business. Building my own airships.”
“What a coincidence.” Tobias kissed the back of the hand that held his. “As it so happens, I love to fly.”
About the Author
SEAN KENNEDY lives in the second-most isolated city in the world, so it’s just as well he has his imagination for company when real-life friends are otherwise occupied. He has far too many ideas and wishes he had the power to feed them directly from his brain into the laptop so they won’t get lost in the ether.
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