I, Effing Feline, find it tedious to explain things that every cat just knows. For example, opening presents. In Mr. H.’s house, Christmas wrappings come off with at least a modicum of decorum. No one care about the paper so much — let ‘er rip! — but if there’s a nice bow or decoration, it must be saved at all costs. And that’s not the way to do it!
I’ll show you the proper, feline way to unwrap after this message from my sponsor, book 2 of Ed’s Passion Island Trilogy, entitled Pandora Uncaged.
Ember has joined a man named Tyler in the lava tube, i.e. a long, tunnel-like cave that the first colonists on planet Addoray had lived in. Here he shares a great discovery with her.
Tyler veered to his left then shone the flashlight at a grey, windowless structure that seemed wildly out of place here, yet so old he could imagine it nowhere else. Objectively speaking, it was just a small, utilitarian building nestled against the cave wall. Subjectively, it was a mystery and a miracle.
“Wow.” Ember’s voice was appropriately hushed in the face of antiquity. “This is old, a hundred years at least — absolutely prehistoric.”
Because of relativity, there could be no contact with Earth. The colonists had arrived here eighty years ago, and that was quite literally the Beginning of History. Old meant the colony’s early days, sixty or seventy years ago. Seven years of cold sleep on the ships had locked the door between Addorayans and prehistoric times—which meant Earth.
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To many people in Eastcott, Earth felt as distant as a mythical Garden of Eden that had expelled their ancestors for reasons unknown. A stereotypical Westerner—like Tyler?—believed Addoray was Paradise and Earth was a hell the ancestors had escaped because of moral and intellectual superiority.
Effing Feline here again. Here’s the cat way to open presents. Be sure to do it this way at your Christmas.
Pandora Dayle is her family’s black sheep. She’s rebuilt her battered self-respect by working at an isolated facility for saving animals, but her redemption feels as fragile as a dream. She’ll be okay, though, if nothing traumatic happens.
But when the best friend from her innocent childhood arrives, her insecurities mushroom.
Aidan used to be Pandora’s best friend. As an adult, he’s been a policeman and now a Search and Rescue leader. He adored innocent young Pandora so much he judges every woman by her idealized memory . . . and finds them wanting.
But when he rediscovers the real thing, she’s not at all what he expected.
Booker, a naïve Apprentice Cupid for a secret organization, receives his second assignment: get Pandora and Aidan to mate. It should be easy, because they were best friends fifteen years ago. His strategy: Fly Aidan to her island and leave him there.
What could possibly go wrong?