Jack and The Fountain of Youth — Installment 86

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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 85
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Jack grabbed Mr. Liaberco’s raincoat collar. “WHAT. DID. YOU. DO. WITH. IT.”

Mr. Liaberco pulled back. “If you must know, the lab technician discarded it. After he gave me these results, I told him to toss it right down the drain. Who cares? It was plain old water.”

Jack sagged in relief.

“You know that’s not the reason either of us are really here, Jack.” Mr. Liaberco looked at Nessa and licked his lips as if he’d eaten something tasty. “Jack’s source told me about you and your sister, and why your brother went to jail, Ms. Owens.”

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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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