Multiverse started in July 2012 and has grown fast! Thank you for visiting and sharing! Here are the top 5 for 2012 (7 months, really...):
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Three
Four
Five
And now we can start a new full year of posting and sharing!
Showing posts with label Hannah Warren. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Hannah Warren. Show all posts
Wednesday, January 2, 2013
Wednesday, October 10, 2012
The 5 top posts to date
Thought I'd share with you which 5 posts are the most viewed on Multiverse.
ONE:
Book Magic (because books are awesome): Click here
TWO:
Debut- Casablanca, My Heart: Click here
THREE:
Our local multiverse is on board: Click here
FOUR:
Victoria Pages of Romance- Hannah: Click here
FIVE:
Elisabeth Rose: Click here
There are many more popular posts! Have a browse!
Friday, August 10, 2012
Sunday, July 8, 2012
Debut: Casablanca My Heart
Ever have I thought cities and places strange to us on our world is akin to visiting another time and space. This book from Hannah Warren fits in there, and is thus part of our Multiverse! Read the excerpt below- you will agree...
Casablanca,
15 July 2006
As if
handling a box of crystal glasses, my father manoeuvres mother’s wheelchair
through the corridors of Ibn-Rochd University Hospital towards the exit. The
patient holds a bouquet of soft pink gardenias on her lap, blowing kisses to
the people who have come to say goodbye to her. In her five hospitalised days
she has made more new friends among staff and patients than most people make in
their entire lives, though it is doubtful that any of them know Mrs Lalla
Hafeza Tourniquet is actually one of the hospital’s superintendents. My mother
is always modest about the executive positions she holds in Casablanca’s society.
Cassia
clasps the wheelchair’s armrest, skipping cheerfully by its side. She enjoys
all the attention, attracting a fair share herself by following her
grandmother’s example and waving wildly to the public. Her mimicry turns her
into a cute, miniature version of her much adored grandmama. The faces we pass
show they are touched by the scene, and all eyes are drawn to the two ladies. I
realise the power of glamour has been passed down to my daughter, both through
the genes of her grandmother and through those of her own mother. When it is
her time to shine, the cameras will love Miss Cassia Tourniquet!
“Jean, can
you give me my sunglasses? They must be in my bag.” My mother half turns around
to address my father. “I am afraid the sun will be too bright after this
subdued atmosphere.” My father stops pushing the wheelchair and rummages in my
mother’s handbag, but he does not seem to be able to find them.
“Jedda,
you can have mine.” Cassia fishes out a pair of Mickey Mouse sunglasses and
offers them to her grandmother.
“Oh,
darling, I could not accept those. They are yours. You will need them
yourself.”
“Oh, no,
no, I don’t need them, jedda. I only have a plaster on my knee. You have
one on your heart and Daddy says that’s a lot worse.”
My mother
smiles and takes the sunglasses from her. “In that case, habibti, I
am extremely honoured to wear your glasses. Thank you.” After gently bending
the arms, my mother sets the toy glasses with the round black ears on her nose.
“Let’s go,” she says. “I am more than ready to take on the whole world again.”
Casablanca My Heart by Hannah Warren
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