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Voting Question: please read what do you think of this intro?
i’ve just gotten the manuscript of my novel copyrighted, but i’m still editing. before i send it to publishers, i was hoping for some feedback i know it’s long, but hopefully you enjoy it

—-He was a patient man. If I were the one dealing with those agents, every day for three months, for hours at a time, I would have lost my temper long ago.
—-But he spoke softly to them, and with much more civility than any of them deserved. He waited for agent Reeves to finish his lectures and senseless rants, not once raising his voice to any of them, and he stood with his monstrous arms folded humbly across his chest.
—-It was clear that the man called Alexander wasn’t able or even willing to help any of these men, and I wondered why he didn’t use his size to scare them off. I’d seen him up close only once, when I’d foolishly fallen from my tree and cried out in pain. He emerged from his house when he heard me, and strolled clumsily toward the bushes where I hid from him. He flashed a bright light into the leaves, and I curled into a tight ball, holding my breath until he was gone. It was too dark, or maybe it was just the fact that he was still half-asleep, either way, he didn’t see me.
—-But I saw him; a monstrous, at least six foot five figure towering over the bushes. I could only make guesses at his weight, but by the way the earth shook when he stepped near me, I was sure it was well over two hundred pounds. I didn’t want to think about how strong he was. I made it a point to only go near his house when it was absolutely necessary, and undoubtedly safe.
—-Had I been as tall, I would scarcely let a short, fragile-looking old man like agent Reeves order me around. In my time, such behavior was virtually unheard of, in the general population, at least. Unless you are a Ministry official, it is punishable by ten years in the camps for even stepping into someone’s home without invitation. I didn’t know much about human behavior in 2011, but even without the strict regulations, it seemed stupid to be so reckless. Such hostility toward a man who could easily kill you with one hand if he desired, well, to me that was just suicidal.
—-From my tree, I could hear the men arguing as they walked side by side along the fence by the lake.
—-“I was told I’d have my grounds back by noon,” the man called Alexander said with his booming voice. “It’s already four-thirty, and I have work to do out here.”
—-“I understand that,” agent Reeves replied flatly. “But we also have a great deal of work to finish.”
—-“What kind of work?”
—-“Just a few last-minute details.” His voice was utterly uninterested. “Not that it’s any of your business.”
—-Alexander turned in his steps so he was standing in front of agent Reeves. “I’ve been nothing but co-operative since you started this investigation,” he said, “but this is getting ridiculous.”
—-Reeves chuckled. “You’ve been waiting to get your forest back for over three months. What’s another three hours?”
—-“That’s not the point,” Alexander challenged. “What the hell was the use of all my co-operation if you never intended to keep your end of the bargain?”
—-“You’re not going to cry, are you?”
—-There was a pause before Alexander spoke again. “This is my property, and I want you off it.” Although he wasn’t speaking to me, the change in his tone of voice made me nervous.
—-“I really don’t like your tone, Mr. Swain,” agent Reeves said. “Anyway you should be thanking me. You’re lucky we let you stay here at all.”
—-Agent Reeves took two steps toward Alexander and leaned in closer to him. He was foolishly unafraid when he spoke to the giant.
—-“Look,” he continued, “I like you. You seem like a nice guy, and you’re right, you have been very co-operative, but so have we. You might even say I’ve been very lenient.”
—-“Be straight with me, Reeves.”
—-“Just because we found no traces of the radiation affecting you, that doesn’t mean we can’t take you in for further testing. Who knows what they might find in a lab.”
—-Alexander was silent.
—-“Hm. That’s what I thought. The fact is, Mr. Swain, this is a federal matter. If the bureau were to think that an investigation of such importance had been hindered by your impatience, I can’t really say what actions they might take.” Even from up high, I could see the agent’s mock smile. “Now if you’ll excuse me, I have work to do.”
—-Agent Reeves walked slowly away, shouting out orders to the other agents who were busying themselves with their last-minute details. I watched as Alexander balled his hands into angry fists. He stood there a moment with his jaw clenched tightly before he stomped toward his truck.
—-It was interesting to me; watching the way he moved. Once he stepped into his truck he slammed the door behind him, and the look on his face made it seem like he had been more forceful than he’d hoped to be. He opened the door again, swinging it back and forth as if to make sure he had

Resolved Question: will you please read this piece of my book?
The full dark grey clouds spread low all over the properties of Saint Caucus; They hung over like they had been building since late last night. I slowly tightened my jaw and blinked my eyes, and raised my large head up above my sagging body and long legs. I squinted my eyes against the still, cool brightness of the early morning, and drew a deep breath in. My long, gaze started at the chain link lot around me, it stands as a reminder that this is my home, most dogs would never allow this, but my lot and house is a peaceful, wonderful place, I have a view of everything that stirs around me, and a reason to stay out of trouble. my owners know I can push open the gate with my long nose, so a red, was out, heavily chewed dog leash hooks there, latching the door. I stared past the holes in the fence to the yard, I watched a scuffed, black mouse scoot quickly across my favorite lone converse sneaker of Amber Lynn’s., which has also been saturated in rain, and pushes down into the grainy, wet, dirt. My eyes followed across the scattered, bumpy, dirt road seeing Ruby, the four year old horse that Amber Lynn got when she was only eleven, on the other side. Her small corral was at the base of a hill that forms right in front of Lake Allison, it is scatted with hay belles and one small jump, that she won in a county fair. She looked handsome against the dark nature scenery. Her white- based ,icy blue eye looks misplaced against her slim black features and body. Of course, I’m not one to judge, my whole person looks out of place. I am a pit bull/ beagle mix, which a lot of times turns people away. I stand at a medium-short height, and have a medium build, I have loose skin, which Dangles at my neck, leaving my neck thicker than my head. I also have a long face, solidly colored caramel eyes, and I have the legs of a heavy set deer. Brown and black dominate my face, with a white stripe from my nose to my forehead, my back is heavily spotted in black, and clouded with large black splotches on top of a white base.
I arose to my feet on top of my quilt that is laid out on the ground, right before southern gospel music poured from the wall of the house that I am right in front of, signaling Amber Lynn’s clock radio alarm, which meant it was six o’ clock a.m., soon she would be leaving for school. Amber Lynn’s window blinds rise and she peers outside, her breather fogs the cold glass. Her shoulder length hair that is usually strait, is wavy and messy, her face is drowsy, and she is wearing a light tan tank top and grey pajama bottoms. She looks to my lot and smiles. Her front teeth are large and flat, and beside them smaller ones make a nice length in the apples of her cheeks, average pointy ones finish her smile next. I wagged my tail rapidly and searched for my voice. I let out a part broken howl, that was my specialty I usually did at night or when I am following a car. I woke up Dude, the rottweiler/ lab mix that shares my owners. I heard him sneeze in the section behind the house that was his, his lot was made of wood, while mine had chain link, that alone was about the only difference between our lots. Both of our dog houses had been personalized by Amber Lynn, with a brochure from our vet, Ms. Parker, pictures of Ruby from her shows, magazine clippings, the Lord’s Prayer, a school paper, and other things that catches her eye as something we would want, She even left a big, red lipstick kiss stain on our wall. I have a grey ceramic bowl for food, I also have a large, yellow bucket for water that, before I arrived was used for woodworking, which Darrin and Joe (Amber Lynn’s father and grandfather) do as a hobby and small business. The sun slightly peaked over the horizon, Ruby neighed quietly. I looked to the top of the hill, stretching widely, I remember times when we would be at Lake Allison at this time, touching the cold mud in the basin, walking down rock, following the water that trickles down them, and challenging trouts to races.
The grey screen door flew open on the porch, and Amber Lynn stepped out, wearing a pair of jeans, a v- neck olive green t- shirt, and a small gold necklace hooked to her neck. She was carrying a can of canned dog food, which she popped open and dumped into my ceramic bowl. I charged for the slices of meet greedily, swallowing loudly. I eat quicker than most dogs because my neck is bigger, The food slid down my throat and I licked the cowl clean, ready for a new meal. Amber Lynn laughed and slid her slender hand into the holes of the chain link and scratched behind my ear. As she pulled back, I noticed her fingernails were painted
a chrome russet color, it looked exquisite against her lightly tan fair skin. Ayden, Amber Lynn’s four year old little brother marched through the door, wearing a black batman t shirt, short jeans, and white sneakers. “Hey Tayhloor.” he yelled, getting Ruby’s attention. He pet my rapidly through the lot. “Awe.“ Amber Lynn said under her breath
sorry, I know it’s one big block, something went wrong when I put it on here, thanks for reading it

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