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Jack and The Fountain of Youth — Installment 83

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JACK AND THE FOUNTAIN OF YOUTH
by HL Carpenter
ISBN: 978-0-9884095-1-4
Ebook ISBN: 978-0-9884095-0-7
Copyright (c) 2012 by Top Drawer Ink Corp.

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Continued from Installment 82
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“Thought you had me fooled, didn’t you, Jack? Selling me a wild goose chase about the Fountain of Youth.” Mr. Liaberco clamped the hat on his head. “Did you really imagine you could get the best of an old news hound?”

Nessa said, “Don’t you know it’s dangerous to drive in a hurricane, Mr. Liaberco?”

He laughed, a cool, mirthless sound that held no humor. “A little storm won’t keep me from getting this story.”

“What story?” Jack asked. “You just said the Fountain of Youth is a wild goose chase.”

“It is. But the story you’re really here for isn’t.”

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***** ABOUT THE AUTHOR *****

HL Carpenter is the pen name of a Florida-based mother/daughter duo who writes from their studios in Carpenter Country, a magical place that, like their stories, is unreal but not untrue. When they’re not writing, the Carpenters enjoy exploring the Land of What-If and practicing the fine art of Curiosity.

Also by HL Carpenter:

Dream Stealer. Is stealing a dream better than losing your own?

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