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Book costs $30, which includes the cost of shipping.

Printing, packing, and shipping may take between 4-6 weeks.

After several rounds of back and forth with my printer, it is with extreme excitement, fear, and a tinge of disbelief that I’m posting a link to buy A Snapping Sound. 

All proceeds from the sales will be donated to The Trevor Project:  "The Trevor Project is the leading national organization providing crisis intervention and suicide prevention services to lesbian, gay, bisexual, transgender, queer & questioning (LGBTQ) young people under 25."

Each copy will come with a little ‘thank you’ note inside and is hand packed by myself. Right now I am shipping to US. If you are international, please message me and we can work together to see if we can get you a book.

“It’s not like I go looking for trouble. It just sort of finds me.”

“You tricked me.”

“You tricked me.”

Mabel’s voice bounces off the empty walls of the local museum, her fist tightly clutching a string of pearls that upon closer inspection are nothing more than plastic beads. 

In the rafters of the museum, the boy smiles at her. Dangling from his neck is the real necklace. 

She doesn’t know what’s up with this guy. Her job until now has been so straightforward; there’s been no obstruction to her stopping the victim of the week whenever they change. But this boy. This boy, with his sly smile and feline grace...

This boy is making things more difficult than they need to be. 

He shows up the same time people change. He gets in her way, dodging her hits and refusing to fall under the spell of the bracelet. He keeps her from curing the problem and people get hurt because he won’t stop throwing himself at her. And he does stuff like this-stealing things he has no right touching. 

He’s always one step ahead of her. 

Mabel hates that. No one is ever ahead of her, not if she can help it. 

She staked out this building all night. He couldn’t have gotten in. He couldn’t have replaced the necklace without her knowing. 

(His smile proves otherwise, the way he twirls the string around gloved fingers.)

He leaps from the rafters with grace a human shouldn’t possess, flipping in mid-air before landing without sound on his feet with a bow. Mabel grips the pearls that much tighter when he smiles at her through the thin eyes of his mask. 

“Are you saying you, the great Light Warrior Spinel, was fooled by dollar store plastic? For shame, great warrior.”

She’d love nothing more than to punch that grin off his face, but that’s what he wants. He knows he can dodge. 

“You’re nothing but trouble, you mangy animal...” Mabel allows the necklace to fall from her hands and the magic within her hums as she summons a sword, pointing it in his direction. He seems more amused than anything. “Do yourself a favor and turn yourself in before I cut off a limb.”

“Hey now, don’t be so testy,” The boy raises his arms in playful defense, moving to walk around her. She counters him so that they circle each other instead. No way she’s letting him close. “It’s not like I go looking for trouble. It just sort of finds me.”

Mabel sneers. “Liar.”

He laughs. “Probably. I am a master of deception.”

“The only good liar’s a dead one.”

The boy tilts his head. “So you say...”

She’s too slow to notice his movements. How he opens his palm and the little ball rolls to the floor, a sudden beeping noise distracting her long enough to miss his smile and motion to escape. 

“Well to me, the only good magical girl is a dead one.”

Mabel barely has time to put up a shield before the little ball explodes. 

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