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text: The food at Candle Cafe may be vegan, but you'd likely never be able to tell if you didn't know it. The first time I ordered from Candle Cafe, I sampled the Tuscan lasagna and it was absolutely incredible. After eating here a few times, I tend to stick to the absolutely wonderful daily specials like the pasta that usually appears on Saturdays. Candle also has a daily selection of fresh greens you can have steamed or sauteed, a great side. Don't overlook the desserts either – the carrot cake and chocolate mousse pie are to die for.

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Looking back through the thread, I think I see a mid-motor?
Looking back through the thread, I think I see a mid-motor?
Yep, I got the Rambo. It is a mid drive with the motor below the pedal hub. The new models have flipped the motor up above the pedals which is a great idea. It gives you a bunch more ground clearance than what I deal with on the original model.
I was worried that it wouldn't pull some of the steep logging roads but I've found it has done really well. On 90% of our inclines, (not sure what % incline but the ones that are noticeably steep when you're walking) the bike goes up fine on the highest power level. But on the really steep inclines (the ones where you really feel it walking) you have to pedal assist to keep it moving smoothly.
But this is pedal assist and you really aren't working much at all. If you've ever ridden an ebike you know what I'm talking about. It's a strange feeling to be pedaling so easily without much effort when you're going up a very steep incline. 1st gear on 9 power is virtually effortless, you won't break a sweat doing it for a couple hundred yards.
I put a luggage rack on the back to haul treestands and to hook my bike cart up to. Only thing I'm changing for this season is to add mole skin to the rack. This will make it quieter and eliminate the metal to metal contact with the stands.
Like I said, game changer for me, I couldn't imagine hanging my stands without it now, it really makes my life easier that way.
Is it just me, or has that bike or similar gone up in price since you bought?
Amazing how much you can spend on an e-bike at this point.
Yes, they've gone way up in price. I got the first generation 750c for $1,900.00 through Amazon. I see the 2nd generation bikes are selling for $3,000-$3,500.
QuietKat is probably the cadillac of ebikes and they are priced that way. If you really wanted to go cheap, the best thing to do would be to buy a decent used mountain bike and convert it into an ebike. I've seen the videos, and it isn't terribly hard. The hardest part is dealing with removing the pedals, it requires some special tools.
If I had to do it again, I would probably go that route. I enjoy those kind of projects...........at least until I can't get something put together or figured out. Then I'd want to throw it off a cliff.
I assume you're not really serious about getting one, just trying to feed a hunting related discussion, which I commend you for. May your tribe increase.
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I write English not so well, but this thin string for sewing or fabric-making my funny wheel getickles. Baron von Schtupp
If she wins I swear I'm blowing my head off.
You get me ... LOL ...
Even letting her bury you up to the neck to entertain the scorpions and the fire ants seems like a good alternative to a Warren presidency... Not sure how often the Cherokees did that, though. But she could have learned along the path of many moons. I just don't know. I have not walked in her moccasins ...
These bad boys are $4300- $4900.
I guess the prescription for geezers in the backcountry who don't invest is to stay in really good shape...
Or more cowbell.


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BMJ: 'Adding a sulfonylurea to metformin looks safer than switching to one'
July 25 2018
Switching to sulfonylureas in type 2 diabetes has been linked with an increased risk of complications compared with staying on metformin, a BMJ study has concluded. However, the study has been challenged for suggesting the link is causal rather than just an association.
The BMJ study researchers had set out to "assess whether adding or switching to sulfonylureas is associated with an increased risk of myocardial infarction, ischaemic stroke, cardiovascular death, all-cause mortality, and severe hypoglycaemia, compared with remaining on metformin monotherapy in patients with type 2 diabetes."
Looking at patient data from between 1998 and 2013, the researchers analysed records relating to 77,138 people who had been initiated on metformin, and identified 25, 699 who had either had a sulfonylurea added or been switched to a sulfonylurea during the study period.
During an average follow-up period of 1.1 years, "sulfonylurea use (switching and adding combined) was associated with an increased risk of heart attack (7.8 v 6.2 per 1,000 person-years), all-cause mortality (27.3 v 21.5), and severe hypoglycaemia (5.5 v 0.7), compared with continuing metformin alone," reported the BMJ.
"There was also a trend towards increased risks of ischaemic stroke (6.7 v 5.5 per 1,000 person-years) and cardiovascular death (9.4 v 8.1) with sulfonylurea use.
"Compared with adding sulfonylureas to metformin treatment, switching to sulfonylureas was associated with a greater risk of heart attack and all-cause mortality, but no differences were found for ischaemic stroke, cardiovascular death, or severe hypoglycaemia."
The researchers concluded: "Sulfonylureas as second line drugs are associated with an increased risk of myocardial infarction, all-cause mortality, and severe hypoglycaemia, compared with remaining on metformin monotherapy. Continuing metformin when introducing sulfonylureas appears to be safer than switching."
Challenging the conclusion, Professor Karim Meeran, Professor of Endocrinology at Imperial College Faculty of Medicine in London, described the statement "Continuing metformin when introducing sulfonylureas appears to be safer than switching" as "an unjustified and dangerous conclusion, and cannot be drawn from the data, which simply reports an association between stopping metformin and worse outcomes."
Discontinuing the metformin and replacing it with a sulfonylurea could be due to a relative or absolute contraindication with the metformin, he said. "The conclusion potentially misleads readers in suggesting that sulfonylureas causally increase risk of heart disease."
BMJ announcement
A Douros et al. 'Sulfonylureas as second line drugs in type 2 diabetes and the risk of cardiovascular and hypoglycaemic events: population based cohort study'. BMJ 2018;362:k2693. Published 18 July 2018.


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If you've watched Netflix' new binge-worthy series, Stranger Things, then you're in for a treat this September. Why? Well, for one night only, a party-night inspired by the nostalgia-driven series is coming to Cardiff.
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The club night is coming to Cardiff's Clwb Ifor Bach or, as the locals fondly refer to it, Welsh Club, on September 27th for nonstop '80s fun.
That's right, you'll have the pleasure of listening to tracks that are firm favourites in Jonathan Byers' record collection, including The Clash and David Bowie, as well as other tracks from the hit show. Dance to your heart's content to music you love but missed out on by a decade!
Better again, you can perfect the preppy '90s look and pretend you're Nancy Wheeler, Jonathan Byers or even Steve Harrington if you fancy being a bad boy for the night. And if you happen to have a camera like Byers, even better! Sling it around your neck and you'll practically look like you're part of the cast.
Whilst it has been confirmed that a second series is in the pipeline for Stranger Things on Netflix, the club night is in the Welsh capital for one night only so be sure not to miss out.
Tickets cost just £5 and doors open from 10pm so if you're looking for a way to make your Tuesday a bit more interesting, why not head along? In fact, even if you've never seen the series before, this '80s party will still provide a night of fun and frolics. However, it does help if you're an '80s fan!
Stranger Things may be a one-off event but the city is always thriving when it comes to things to do and see. If you need inspiration on where to go or what to do in the Welsh capital then read the following blogs posts for inspiration:
Nine Yards: Cardiff's Answer to Pastries and Prosecco
The Best Burger Joints in Cardiff
Six Seriously Extreme Activities to Enjoy in Cardiff
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Bodo Tasche 🔭 wants to give this talk
Introduction to Statemachines
Rails has this nice little feature called Enums. The introduction example is something like this:
class Conversation < ActiveRecord::Base
enum status: [ :active, :archived ]
And I think this is dangerous. States should be dealed with in a state machine. Why you ask? Because state changes usually have conditions attached to them. Only archive if ... . If you want to model something like that with enums, you end up with a horrible version of a state machine.
So let's see how we would do this in a "more cleaner way" with state machines.


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United Way has partnered with FamilyWize to offer discounts on prescription drugs. FamilyWize cards are primarily for people with no health insurance or prescription coverage. They can also be used for prescriptions not covered by health insurance, Medicaid, Medicare or VA benefits.
The cards have no usage or age limits, no income requirements, do not require registration forms and can be used immediately. FamilyWize cards are available and accepted at most pharmacies in southwest Wyoming.
Go to www.FamilyWize.org to print a card, look up drug prices and get a list of participating pharmacies.
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A loyal reader provided this:
It's very insightful and relates to several of my recent posts.
I particularly like "spoon theory" because it seeks to show those who don't understand that every aspect of my life is work, even the aspects that I used to take for granted. Maybe the next time someone wants to accuse me of trying to take it easy, they'll realize that I used up half my "spoons" before I even left my apartment this morning.
Thanks, Dan!
Friday, June 6, 2008
"Spoon Theory"
Labels: Check This Out, Lupus
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Thank you so much for sharing "The Spoon Theory". I have had such a difficult time trying to explain Lupus to my family and friends. This story is perfect for helping them understand what it is like. I have used tomorrow's spoons on several occasions and spent the next day in regret. Now, I finally have a way to explain that to others. Thanks!ReplyDelete
You're very welcome. I wish I could say I came up with the concept myself, but I didn't. But I'm happy that sharing it was helpful.ReplyDelete
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Today I'm reminded of the scene from Charlie Brown where Lucy tries to identify what is wrong with Charlie by going through a whole list of phobias. Is there a name for the fear of too much stuff? Maybe it is just a form of claustrophobia? If someone asked me about that phobia, I'd say, like Charlie Brown, "That's It!".
(Just to prove I don't have Charlie's "fear of everything", I've posted today's out fit above. I wore my converse sneakers, but we don't wear shoes in the house so I'd already taken them off. The white jeans are really comfortable.)
Some days I look around my home and feel completely overwhelmed by the volume of things we own. Today is one of those days. Fortunately, it is Friday, and I'm off work early on Friday! So after a couple errands with my younger son, I spent about an hour cleaning out my desk drawers and the spare bedroom closet.
My desk hadn't been cleaned out since before we moved over a year ago. And the spare bedroom closet has been a dumping ground. We had almost 30 people over for a cookout last weekend…which means lots of cleaning up…which means lots of hiding junk in the spare bedroom closet. Please tell me I'm not the only one who does that?!?
This is a big closet too, not a walk-in, but with double doors and extends to the sides beyond the doors:
And I have big desk – it is actually shared with my whole family. We have a couple shared computers there, but the drawers and cabinets all hold my stuff, mostly scrapbooking and memorabilia related.
I don't even scrapbook anymore, so as I sit here, I'm questioning why I didn't get rid of hardly any scrapbooking supplies. Somehow I've convinced myself that my boys will need them for craft projects (even though they hate craft projects). But still I've made progress. I'm happy with this pile of items ready for donation from today's clean-out.
The box with the lid on top is full of clothes I'd stuck back in the spare bedroom closet in case I changed my mind about switching to a capsule wardrobe. But today I decided to get rid of them after all. Oh, and did I mention I have a sack full of trash from the decluttering session too?
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Soaring property prices mean that first-time buyers are forced to "pay double" in London to get on the housing ladder, a new report reveals.
The average buyer in the capital has to find £420,132 for a first home, almost twice the £210,515 typical for the rest of Britain, according to research from Lloyds Bank.
It found that the average price has soared by close to two thirds over the past five years despite the slowdown at the top end of the market, particularly in central London.
The average deposit paid by a first-time buyer in London is £92,833, more than 60 per cent higher than in 2013. The highest deposits were in Camden where they average £175,844, a 28 per cent jump from £137,079 five years ago.
Haringey has seen the biggest increase in deposits paid by first-time buyers. They have more than doubled from £63,447 in 2013 to £131,827. The size of the average London first-time-buyer mortgage has also soared — by 65 per cent in the past five years to £327,299, compared with £170,847 for the rest of the UK.
The figures suggest that "generation rent" still face a near-insurmountable challenge to get on the first rung of the ladder without a major financial leg-up from their families.
Levels of home ownership among the under-40s have plummeted over the past decade as buy-to-let, foreign investors and demand from London's growing population have forced up prices.
Government schemes such as "Help to Buy" — aimed at young buyers — have also underpinned prices.
Just 16 per cent of 25 to 34-year-olds in outer London owned the roof over their heads last year compared with 53 per cent at the height of the Thatcherite revolution in the Eighties.
Five years ago 17 per cent of all first-time buyers in the UK were in London, but today that proportion has fallen to 12 per cent, according to the Lloyds data, suggesting that many millennials are giving up on the capital.
However, it is still cheaper to buy than rent, according to Lloyds. A typical three-bedroom house would cost a London first-time buyer about £1,248 per month with the rent for a similar property coming in at £1,545.
Andrew Mason, Lloyds Bank mortgage products director, said: "Despite the recent slowdown in London house prices this latest data shows how expensive it has become to live in the capital, particularly for young people trying to get on the ladder for the first time. As a result, first-time buyers have to wait until they are 34 before getting their first foot on the property ladder."
"While property prices drop as you head to the fringes of the capital, our analysis is showing that this gap is closing as house price growth in outer London boroughs is continuing to increase at a greater pace than inner London boroughs.
"This healthy growth may be linked to a high demand for these more affordable properties as well as some areas benefiting from the new Crossrail link due to open next year as commuters move further afield."
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BALTIMORE � The Red Sox had dominated both the Orioles collectively and Jeremy Guthrie individually. On Tuesday, Guthrie, who came into the game 1-8 in his career against Boston, got a small measure of revenge in Baltimore�s 6-2 win over Boston.
BALTIMORE - The Red Sox had dominated both the Orioles
collectively and Jeremy Guthrie individually. On Tuesday, Guthrie,
who came into the game 1-8 in his career against Boston, got a
small measure of revenge in Baltimore's 6-2 win over Boston.
The victory snapped the O's seven-game losing streak to the Red
Sox this season.
With the help of some slick defense up the middle, Guthrie shut
the Red Sox down over seven innings. Throwing his power sinker with
three secondary pitches, Guthrie kept off-balance a Boston lineup
that had scored 61 runs in its previous seven tilts with the
Orioles - and 15 just the night before.
The right-hander, who was 0-4 with an ERA over 7 in July, went
seven innings, allowing two runs on eight hits. He walked one and
struck out four. He was aided by a pair of double plays and a
caught stealing.
"He was on the corners. He threw his curveball for strikes early
in the count," said Dustin Pedroia. "Sometimes you've got to tip
your cap. He pitched great."
The lone Boston blow was Jarrod Saltalamacchia's two-run homer
in the fifth - his second homer in as many days. Saltalamacchia
hadn't homered on consecutive days since 2007.
The Red Sox, though, had a chance to make it more later in the
inning. With two outs, Marco Scutaro walked and Jacoby Ellsbury
singled him to third. Pedroia, who had provided the go-ahead RBI in
each of the last two games for Boston, grounded out meekly to
second to end the threat.
Josh Reddick was the only Red Sox to get to Guthrie more than
once, contributing three more hits. He's now hitting .367. Adrian
Gonzalez's post-All-Star-break slump continued, meanwhile, with the
first baseman going 0-for-4 with two strikeouts and a double-play
Gonzalez is 2-for-24 since the break.
"Timing," said Gonzalez. "Getting ready late, not recognizing
pitches and swinging at pitches I wouldn't usually swing at."
The Red Sox couldn't do enough to help rookie starter Kyle
Weiland. In his second career start, Weiland was solid,
establishing his fastball early and mixing in his changeup and
curveball - neither of which, though, appeared as sharp as usual.
He also threw a pitch that straddled the line between a cutter and
a slider and which became more effective as the game went on.
"I thought he represented himself very well," manager Terry
Francona said. "It's not an easy thing to do - to come up and pitch
in the big leagues right in the middle of a pennant race. He has
good poise, he likes to compete. I think it's exciting."
Weiland looked his best in his third and final encounter with
Adam Jones. He threw his conflated cutter/slider three straight
times in the at-bat. The final one definitely looked more like a
slider, darting down and away from the right-hand-hitting Jones for
a swinging third strike.
"It's a constant battle of mine to stay on top of that," said
Weiland, who prefers more cutting action. "When I get around it, I
do get some swings and misses on it. � It worked out in my
advantage that time."
The Orioles got to Weiland in the second inning for the second
straight start. Jones and Matt Wieters led off with a pair of
singles. Mark Reynolds scored Jones with a double down the
left-field line on a 1-2 changeup before Nolan Reimold drove in the
second run with a groundout.
An inning later, Jones and Wieters were in the middle of it
again, with back-to-back singles to produce Baltimore's third
Unlike last week, Weiland was able to settle down and limit the
damage. He stranded Reynolds at second in the second, and got a
flyout from Derrek Lee with runners at the corners in the
Lee compensated by launching a two-run insurance homer off
Alfredo Aceves in the eighth. Reynolds followed with a blast of his
Weiland's final three frames were largely uneventful, as he
worked around a baserunner in each. He finished six innings,
allowing three runs on six hits. He walked three and struck out


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Four men walking on stage from the auditorium, wearing big platform shoes.
A woman eats an orange, while a man holds a mike next to her face and makes noise 'sluuuurp!' 'It's so delicious'
A man talks to a woman: 'I love your round eyes, they're so pretty'. 'They're not pretty!', she replies 'they're horrible! So round!' He compliments her on her hands, feet, hair, mouth etc, but she is never happy with them ('I move my hands fast so no one can see how small they are! I wear long dresses to hide my feet.')
A man tickles a woman by putting his face close to her arm and having his eyelashes brush against her skin when he blinks.
Women doing cartwheels over the men's backs.
White leather sofas arranged in big semi-circle. Dancers lounging on them.
Holding baskets of fruits, tarts and other things on their hands, dancers serve coffee to the front row audience.
A woman walks arm in arm with a man. She puts lipstick on him (his forearm, his belly button) and kisses those parts so her face end up with lipstick marks.
A small female dancer gets lifted by a tall male one, who puts his hand either side of her neck, towards the back of her head, to lift her.
Another tall man lifts her too, slowly walking across the stage, while throwing little parachutes in the air.
A cocktail party in a tropical garden.
A dancer tries to perform her choreography, but she is always interrupted by another one who keeps coming on stage to talk about her childhood dance classes.
After having thrown an old boot up in the air with her right foot, a woman looks at the direction it has fallen to predict the weather. 'It goes that way, see? And that way means the weather in London tomorrow will be rainy!'
As a man crosses the stage, a woman suddenly runs and lies in front on him, her dress over her face, showing him her body.
A woman goes through what she wanted to do but couldn't because it was impossible 'I wanted to saw this table's leg, and see it fall.' 'I wanted lots of newspaper, more than that, and put fire to it, but it was not possible.'
Projections of green vegetation and the sea.
Playing with silly beach towels printed with ideal, sexy bathers (women with big breasts wearing thongs for example).
A dance solo that seems to be a collection of small daily gestures, ending with a cigarette thrown on the floor.
A dance solo with sudden slow arm movements: a hand coming down across the face, an arm rising in an arc above the head.
A water fight.
Some of the music used in Agua
PJ Harvey - The Wind
Tom Ze - Emere
Susana Baca - De los amores
The Tiger Lillies - Pretty Lisa
Bugge Wesseltoft - Fast Forward
Bebel Gilberto - Samba da bencao
Tom Waits - Walk away
Julien Jacob - Shanti
Caetano Veloso / David Byrne - Dreamworld/Marco de Canavezes
Carlinhos Brown - Omelete Man


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Super Smash Bros Club is where we come together in the arena of Smash Bros and exhibit our true love for one of the best games ever made! Everyone is welcome to come and enjoy what we were put on this earth to do, smash.
Super Smash Bros Club meets every other Wednesday at 3:00 in Room 314.
Jamez Smith
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Press, London www.pressnightclub.co.uk
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After 4 years in the making, Press nightclub opened its subterranean doors in Summer 2014. Tibbatts·Abel transformed a dark underground carpark into an exclusive 400 capacity nightclub. This multi-million pound project is located in the heart of Mayfair, a stone's throw from Picadilly Circus.
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** Sale Alert ** TIED & TORN $.99 #YA #UF #PNR
TIED and TORN by Laney McMann are $.99¢ each for a limited time only!
Grab your copies now and join The Fire Born.
Normal people don't believe their nightmares stalk them. They don't fall in love with boys who don't exist, either.
Seventeen-year-old Layla Labelle, though, is far from normal. Her delusions walk the earth. Her hallucinations hunt her, and her skin heats to a burn every time her anger flares.
Or is that all in her head?
Layla doesn't know what to believe any more because if none of that's true, Max MacLarnon must be an illusion, and her heart must still be broken.
No matter how much she wants to believe Max is real, doing so would mean everything else is, too. How, then, is that possible?
The answers lie in an age-old legend the supernatural aren't prepared to reveal, and with a curse that could tear Layla and Max apart forever—if it doesn't kill them both first.
In TIED, book one in the Fire Born trilogy, learning the truth will mean fighting an arsenal of demons, and being with Max will put Layla on a path toward her own destruction.
Just how far will Layla go to protect the one she loves?
The answer may never be far enough … away.
That's all Layla cares about. Not healing from the Fomore attack. Not finding answers to how she survived a fall that nearly killed her. Nothing will stop her. She will find him. She'll even pair up with an overbearing Fallen Angel who's hell bent on making everything harder than it needs to be if she has to.
Protect Layla.
For Max, nothing else matters. Not the bruises covering his body. Not the pain radiating from his broken bones. Not even his hands tied behind his back. He will find a way to save Layla, and the Fomore will pay if they've hurt her.
Every. Single. One of them.
In the second installment of The Fire Born trilogy, a new breed of villain looms—one Layla and Max will never suspect, and this killer has nothing to lose. Better yet, with Max and Layla's deaths, victory is in the grip of the enemy.
Will Max and Layla find each other in time, or is it already too late for them both?
And coming soon ….
How far would you go … to protect the one you love?
TRUE (Fire Born 3)
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Read Chapter Two of TIED (FireBorn1) by @LaneyMcMann @JTaylorPub #YA
To celebrate the holiday season, I'll be sharing the first few chapters of TIED, book 1 in the Fire Born Novels trilogy, over the next few days.
YA Urban Fantasy/Paranormal Romance
Here is chapter one if you missed it: TIED
I tiptoed up the steps to my house, the wooden planks on the deck creaking under my feet. Easing the backdoor open, careful to keep the hinges from squeaking, I brushed the sand off, and ducked in time to miss the new wind chime hanging from the ceiling. My mom wouldn't be understanding if she found me sneaking in again, and I'd never been able to explain what kept happening to me.
Creeping down the dark hallway, I dodged the night-light's glow and crawled into bed. Five A.M. pulsed on my alarm clock, turning the white ceiling a fluorescent shade of orange. I stared at the light until my eyes watered, the weight of exhaustion blanketing me in a continual haze. I didn't sleep. Not much, anyway. Staying awake kept most of the visions at bay—the ones I didn't invite in, visions that used to wake me in the middle of the night in a cold, terrified sweat.
I lay, staring blurry-eyed into nothing. The face I knew so well came into focus, and I smiled in spite of myself, knowing I should push the thoughts away—knowing I made myself crazy by thinking about him.
I missed Max more than I'd ever missed anyone in my life. For years, I'd tried to will him to return. He never did. Max didn't exist. Somehow, I'd created an imaginary life, and my heart ached for it. For him.
I wiped the tears from my face, got out of bed and pinned down my mass of scraggly hair. The sound of my mother banging around in the kitchen reached my room, her percolating coffee permeating the air. The aroma, I loved; the drink, I didn't.
Bare feet peeked under the refrigerator door as I rounded the corner into the kitchen from the stairs, our cat meowing hungrily at the hem of my mother's pink bathrobe.
"Aw, Teine. Look at you." She reached for my cheeks over the top of the door, but I dodged her hands. "Your eyes are so dark. I think you're overdoing it."
"I'm fine, Mom."
"You're continually trying to convince me of that, but …" She shook her head, eyes cast down toward my clothes.
I glanced at my worn-out pink ballet tights with only a few holes, and my black faded leotard, partially covered by a too large, and beat up, grey sweatshirt. "What?"
She shook her head again. "Teine . . ." She sighed. "Benny is outside. Can you feed Kaevnor before you leave, please? She's been pestering me all morning."
"Why is Benny here?" Kaevnor ran to my side as I poured her food. "I'm supposed to pick her up."
"She didn't say. I asked her to come in." My mom shrugged and began unloading the dishwasher.
I pulled on my old, low-top Converse shoes and grabbed my dance bag from beside the front door. "Bye, Mom."
"Take it easy today, Teine."
I opened the front door, but before I could leave, my mom rushed up behind me, breathless. "You forgot your juice." She held it out, tucking stray hairs behind my ears and smoothing out my bun before shaking her head.
My shoulders slumped. I hadn't forgotten, but I'd hoped she had. "Mom . . ." I groaned. "I hate that stuff."
"It's good for you. Drink up."
I held my nose and gulped it in one swallow before breathing again. "Ugh. It tastes like freshly mown grass."
"Old family recipe. Keeps you strong and focused."
"Yeah, right. More like weak and nauseous."
Thick early morning air hung on my clothes as I walked outside and found Benny dancing in the driveway next to my car with her iPod blaring.
"I was supposed to pick you up," I said.
She pulled her ear buds out. "What? Oh, yeah, I know." She smiled and slid into the passenger seat of my nineteen seventy-seven AMC Gremlin—rated nineteenth out of fifty of the worst cars of all time.
I slung my dance bag into the back seat and climbed in after her. The car stalled twice before it started, the engine screaming like a cat caught in the fan belt. I gunned it out of the driveway, afraid it would cut off again, spinning my tires and throwing gravel everywhere.
"In a hurry?" Benny clipped her seatbelt, eyebrows raised.
"No." I avoided her gaze and turned out onto the road.
"Why so grumpy?" She tilted her head.
"Why so cheerful?" I rubbed my eyes.
"What's up with you, Layla? You're like the walking dead these days. I don't see one speck of green through all the red in your eyes. Your clothes are all random, too. Did you roll out of bed and get dressed in the dark?" Her eyes made an up and down movement as if scanning my entire body.
Next to me, Benny resembled a walking ad for Capezio with her perfect pink tights and her hair tucked into a flawless bun.
I leaned over and cranked the portable satellite radio—the only decent feature about my car—in an attempt to drown out any further conversation she might try to start.
Benny gave me the sideways glare as M83 blared through the speakers. I took the warning as, 'You better be taking care of yourself, or I'll take care of you', as she turned the volume down.
"I'm fine. Drop it." I turned the music back up. I didn't need to hear how awful I looked. I knew.
"Your hair's a mess. Did you sleep?" She shouted loud enough that I could actually hear her. I groaned, trying to block her out. "Who doesn't brush their hair before they leave the house? Have you even washed it?"
"Benny. Stop."
She eyed me again and scrolled through the songs on her iPod before shoving her ear buds back in and hitting play.
We drove down US-1, along the coast to school, crawling at thirty-five miles per hour due to tourist season. The blustery weather from the night before had all but vanished, leaving a calm gleam across the surface of the ocean. Devon flew past us, music blaring, and waved out his open window.
We only had a couple weeks until summer break. After that, our senior year would begin, and the sizzle in the air was like a live wire.
"Your boyfriend is going to get pulled over one of these days." Benny mumbled under her breath, crossing her arms over her chest.
I ignored her, focusing instead on reaching my goal— Historia Performing Arts School. The only one of its kind within a hundred mile radius, it was the reason we lived in Historia. I'd been dancing as long as I could remember, and my mother made sure it was a part of my everyday curriculum. Not that I minded. Dancing had become my life, but more than that, it had become my escape.
Our high school appeared to be as old as the city itself, which was founded sometime in the late sixteenth century. The building resembled a crumbling stone castle—which I supposed it was in its original state. Although beautiful in its own way, the deep cracks snaking through the walls made it eerily decrepit. Beyond the football field were endless views of the ocean, but unfortunately, those views didn't extend to many of the classrooms, most of which had oddly high windows and drafty undercurrents. I imagined them as dungeons hundreds of years ago.
Live oaks dotted the massive campus lawn, and every year, at least one tree would inflict some sort of damage on the school during hurricane season. A thousand pound limb might crush the side of a building or an entire tree might fall on an old artifact. It was always the same, but they never cut those trees; they were as important as the buildings themselves.
My mother even sat on the historic preservation board for the city, which had control over the school. I never understood why she got involved, considering she didn't attend any of the meetings. She just insisted the school be maintained in its near original state, which meant it was in constant need of some kind of repair. Why the school heeded her rules, I had no idea. The student parking lot filled as the warning bell rang.
"Took you long enough." Devon opened my car door, a mocking grin on his face.
"You okay?"
"She's … tired." Benny answered before I did. She'd been my best friend all my life, and she was fiercely protective of me. The same way my mom was. It was annoying.
Rolling my eyes at her, I grabbed my stuff from the back seat and started the walk towards the dance wing, sick of all the remarks, her questioning glances, and Devon's constant worrying. They climbed the hill after me. Whispering. Surely discussing their newest concern.
"Lock the Grim, Layla."
"For what?" I shouted and turned around to find Benny with her arms on her hips. "No one's going to steal it. Look at it." I pointed to where my car, the Grim as Benny liked to call it, sat parked. It was the color of mud and looked like a semi-truck had smashed into the tail end of it at about ninety miles an hour. It had bug-eye headlights and a thick faded orange stripe running up each side toward the hatch-back where it flared out in three smaller stripes. The makeshift convertible top the previous owner had attempted to rig himself was so loose it barely kept the rain out. No one in their right mind would steal it.
I turned my back on both of them and continued the climb across campus, sighing as they continued to whisper. I knew my behavior was upsetting them—my angry outbursts—my temper spikes, especially since I'd stopped trying to control them all the time.
No one, though, was aware of my visions, or whatever they were. The more I tried to understand them, the more confused I became. The angrier I became. I'd tried to block the thoughts, to push them away and ignore them all, but years had passed since my last cherished memory, or what I'd hoped with all my heart was a memory. For six years—since I was eleven—I'd seen strange, unexplainable things.
After bringing up Max's name so many times that my mother threatened to send me to a psychologist, I'd stopped asking about him—stopped talking about him altogether.
Even worse, I could only remember pieces of my past. While other kids recalled skinned knees and sleepovers, I conjured up snippets of voices and muddled colors. Besides my mom, Benny was the only constant in my life, and even memories I knew I had to have had with her were sometimes impossible to call up. I didn't understand it. Who doesn't remember the majority of their life?
"Layla, wait." Devon jogged up to me and reached for my arm. His golden eyes implored concern. "Did I say something wrong?"
My shoulders relaxed. "I'm tired. Benny was telling the truth." It's only a small lie.
He bowed his head, peering up at me. "Okay, well, as long as that's all."
I nodded, giving him a half-smile. "Meet you at lunch." He kissed me on the cheek and ran off as the second bell sounded. As sweet as Devon was, he would never understand me, and sometimes, knowing that, made everything worse.
All the other dancers sat in huddled groups on the scuffed wood floor of the studio as I walked in. The morning light reflected off the floor-to-ceiling mirrors, casting tiny rainbow prisms along the walls, as the stench of sweat hung in the still, thick air.
"Shh! She's right there." Dena, my understudy for the spring show of Sleeping Beauty, sat across the room. She dropped her stare when my gaze met hers. We'd been through the same dancing drill together for years. Same classes. Same performances. Her disdain for me was known. She twisted her hair into a knot at the back of her head, obviously pretending I hadn't busted her running her mouth again.Between dancing as my understudy, and me dating Devon—the only boy she ever 'truly' liked—her hate was ingrained. Not that I cared.
"Places along the barre. Quiet down. First position please." Ms. Trudy clapped her hands together. "And one, and two, and three. Chins up, heads high, shoulders down," she said in time with the classical music.The steady repetitive rhythm, the music I'd known all my life, the same low droning chant of Ms. Trudy's voice, all of it fell over me.
Ms. Trudy made her rounds, checking everyone's form, making corrections. Sunlight shone through the high windows in cascading sheets, its warmth touching my face. I closed my eyes, raising my head to meet its heat, my grand plies repeating in perfect unison, and let the slow music take over. "Nice, Layla. Very nice." Ms. Trudy's voice rang out right before it faded.
The sun blazes through the tree line, and Max paces in the underbrush, halfway hidden by thickets and shadows.
"Where have you been?" He rushes forward.
"Benny was on alert all morning. She's been setting traps to catch me," I say.
"What?" His eyes widen. I shrug, picking beggars' lice off my shirt. "She doesn't like you."
"Maybe you should go back." He drags a hand through his hair.
"Go back?" My arm drops, leaving my shirt covered in little green specs.
"What are you talking about?"
"I . . . I don't want you to get in trouble." He averts his gaze.
"Since when are you worried about me getting in trouble?" I ask.
"Never mind, it's nothing." His smile is fake. I'm not buying the mock reassurance.
"Max, what's going on?"
"Nothing." He bites his bottom lip, his gaze skirting the trees. "I'm trying to look out for you."
"Uh-huh. What's up?"
"I told you. Nothing." He shoves his hands in his pockets.
"Max …"
Lifting an eyebrow, he grins. "Race you to the falls." He crouches forward like a cat ready to pounce, hands resting on his knees.
"Distractions won't work."
"No?" He takes off running.
I catch his hand as he turns and catapult myself past him.
"Hey, no cheating!"
I laugh, as he runs up behind me, his breathing steady. Our pounding feet sink in the thick wet grass of the open field. Max is taller than me, with longer legs, but I'm faster, and he hates it. The rush of crashing water leads us to the ledge, each of us pushing harder to stay in the lead.
"Don't jump, Layla!" He reaches out.
I catch it in mine and pull us both off the ledge in a blind leap.
We plummet into the depths of the waterfall, Max's hand gripping mine. As our heads break free of the churning froth, he lets go, splashing me in the face.
"Hey." I push water back at him. "What was that for?"
"For getting here first." As he shakes his sandy brown hair out of his face, droplets of water run down his golden skin, and the corner of his mouth lifts in a grin.
I splash him again and swim to the edge of the pool, climbing onto the bank in dripping wet clothes.
He follows, and sits next to me, wiping the water from his grey eyes. "Lay, we've been friends for a long time."
"Yeah." I lean back against a gardenia bush covered in pure white blooms, their rich sweetness intoxicating the air.
"You're my best friend."
"I know that. You're acting so weird today." I nudge his shoulder, and say, "Beat you to the ledge again," and spring to my feet, leaving him sitting on the bank.
"Layla!" He races after me. "Wait!" Grabbing me around the waist, he sends us both over the ledge in a tangle.
"What are you doing?" I shove him as our heads rise above the surface.
"Be quiet." Putting his finger to his lips, he drags me behind the falls onto the rock shelf. "Someone's coming."
Distant footsteps approach, crunching through the crisp leaves on the forest floor. Voices reach us.
"Stay still. It's Lorelei."
My mother walks through the forest, her sister at her side.
"They are here. You must find them." She paces through the trees. "This is not safe."
"Sister, please. There is no need for your concern. They are in no danger here."
"No danger? My daughter is to be nowhere near the boy. I warned him to stay away."
I try to shift my position, but Max pushes me back. "Stop moving."
"Warned him?" my aunt asks.
"Yes." My mother's gaze sweeps past our hiding place. "The bond grows stronger by the day. Their connection, their energy. Teine must be kept hidden. Away from this world, away from the boy. They must be separated."
"That isn't necessary. No one knows they exist."
"We know! Others might know as well."
My aunt gathers her cloak around her shoulders. "It wasn't I who placed the curse. That untimely deed falls on your shoulders, sister."
"Once the truth of the children's existence is revealed, my simple curse will no longer matter. I will be hard pressed to keep our enemies at bay." My mother wrings her hands.
"Your attempt to sway the children must end. As long as the light shines, we will remain safe."
"You presume too much, and do not speak to me in that tone. I am still the eldest."
"Tone? I speak with understanding, but my patience wears thin. You renounced your position here. You are a fool to think you can keep the children apart. Let them be, or I am afraid you will regret it."
Max turns to me. "You have to go."
"Your mother is trying to separate us. You have to go."
"We're not doing anything wrong." I start to rise, but he grabs me by the shoulder, eyes staring into mine. "You heard your mother. She believes you're not safe here. She thinks it's dangerous for us to be together."
I stare back into his face, confusion welling up. "Then I'll explain it to her."
"Layla, please. For me. Go back now. Stay safe." He pulls me into a hug before standing.
"But . . . wait." I reach for his hand.
He wrenches it free, his gaze roving over my face. "I'm sorry."
I sit alone with only the sound of water splashing against the cliff.
"Layla." Benny's terrified voice rang out above me. Her fear-filled eyes came into focus as glaring fluorescent lights radiated down from the ceiling. "Can you see me?"
"Who else would I see? You're in my face." I shielded my eyes from the light's glare, the vision reverberating through my mind. The same vision I'd seen a hundred times before. The one I thought had to be a memory but knew couldn't be. The vision that made my heart ache as if it were being ripped out. A crowd of dancers hovered around me, all gazes fixed on me as I hastily wiped my damp eyes. What did I do?
"I told you she was crazy," Dena said.
"Shut your mouth, Dena, or I will." Benny's threat came out calm and controlled.
"Let me up," I said.
"Back away. Back away now." Ms. Trudy pushed her way through everyone and knelt down. "Layla, are you all right?"
My head throbbed, mind spinning as she rose to her feet, pulling me slowly to mine. As my knees buckled, Benny swooped in and draped my arm over her shoulder. "Let's get you some water." Ms. Trudy steered me into the hallway. "I believe you're overheated. It's very warm today."
The chill from the air conditioner, and Ms. Trudy's jasmine perfume, sent shivers up my spine and made me want to gag.
"Benny, you may go back to rehearsal. I believe I have the situation under control."
"No, ma'am, I'll stay." Benny's tone was unthreatening but firm and Ms. Trudy didn't argue.
"I'm okay, Ben, really." My voice, on the other hand, must have given her the impression I wasn't because she tightened her grip.
"Sit down for a few minutes until you compose yourself. I'll get you some water." Ms. Trudy headed down the hall, wringing her hands.
"What happened?" Benny hissed under her breath after Ms. Trudy rounded the corner.
"I don't know." I slid down the wall, to the floor, shaking. "I closed my eyes for a second and then I woke up with you crouching over me."
Scrutinizing, unbelieving eyes narrowed. "You just passed out?"
"I guess."
Ms. Trudy rushed back, carrying a glass of water. "Drink this." She thrust the warm, right-out-of-the-tap water into my hands. Gross. I handed it back. "Perhaps you should see the nurse."
"No. No nurses. I'm fine, really."
"Well, if you say so, but no rehearsal for you today. Benny, please help Layla into the dressing room so she can get changed."
"Yes, ma'am." Benny tugged on me as though I was five years old.
"I can walk on my own." I pulled my arm out of her grasp.
"What the hell was that, Layla?" She shifted in front of me, blocking my way. "Tell me what's going on."
"Nothing's going on." I pushed past her. "I … blacked out."
"Blacked out?" She ran up beside me. "Blacked out? You think that's normal? That's not normal."
"I didn't say it was normal."
"No, you didn't. You don't say anything lately."
"What's that supposed to mean?" What does she mean by that?
She stomped passed me. "You're going to give me a heart attack, I swear." She ranted along under her breath and disappeared inside the dressing room.
I tried my best to control my trembling limbs. If Benny thought I was in a panicked state, I'd end up at the E.R. with her hovering over me. Hallucinations at school weren't something that had happened before, and I'd never passed out. Ever. Not that I should have been too surprised. What should I have expected after having become a semi-insomniac?
I pushed the vision into the depths of my brain, shook off the eerie chills that accompanied it, and made Benny promise not to tell Devon what happened.
Devon tracked me down in the outside courtyard during study hall.
"I went to the nurse's office." He hugged his chest. "To the dance studio and the girls' bathroom." He gripped his side, leaning over the picnic table, trying to catch his breath. "Are you all right?"
Benny, unable to keep her mouth shut, had spilled the truth.
"I'm fine. Benny's overreacting." I glowered at her where she sat with me at a table.
"Scoot over." He nudged my shoulder and slumped down. "Don't scare me like that again." He huffed, his breath still ragged.
"I told Benny not to tell you." He stopped breathing altogether and glared at me.
I didn't say anything else.
During lunch, Devon asked the cafeteria lady to create an ice pack out of zip-locks and paper towels, after I'd refused again to go to the nurse. He held it on my head himself. Between him and Benny, I was lucky not to have been admitted to the hospital.
I poked around at my pizza—usually my favorite, but my appetite seemed to be lying on the floor in the dance studio. The cafeteria, my least favorite place in school, made my stomach turn. Not to mention the inescapable deafening high school drama prattle. I'd never been that girl who attended every football game, and cried on the last day of school because summer break meant three whole months away from the cheerleading squad. I wanted out of high school.
I squinted through the cafeteria window, bringing the ocean into view in the far distance, and pretended to listen to the sound of crashing water, to block out all the lunchroom noise.
"You should eat something." Devon dismantled my lunch tray, one item at a time. His mouth overflowed with my pizza, as I glanced over and down at my emptied plate. "Oh . . . sorry."
"I'm not hungry, anyway." I shrugged, looking up at him. Dark brown hair framed his golden eyes, a sheepish grin playing at his lips.
"Listen, don't worry about helping at the shop later." He raised the ice pack to my head again, and I swatted it away, while Dena, across the cafeteria, sat glaring in our direction. The little clan of cliquey chatterboxes at her side followed her lead and turned toward us.
The sight of Devon doting over me had to be too much for her.
I smiled to myself.
She tossed her long dark hair behind her shoulder, her black painted nails glimmering under the fluorescent lights. It seemed like only yesterday that she ran barefoot and played baseball better than anyone. Then again, I remembered so little, maybe she'd always been that way, and my deluded brain had it all backwards.
"I said I would help. I'm helping." I spoke to Devon, not breaking my eye contact with the one who had nothing better to do than stare at me.
Dena's lips moved, and they all turned their heads away. "Layla, seriously," Devon said. "I. Am. Helping."
"Layla!" Benny rushed across the cafeteria, waving a fluorescent yellow piece of paper, her dance bag swinging wildly on her shoulder. "Oh, good, you ate." Her breath came out in a huff. "Here." She thrust the paper at me. "I got the nurse to sign you out early. You can go home."
I shook my head, sure she had run from the nurses office. "I don't need to leave early."
"You passed out." She kept her voice low, head turning as if searching for something.
"So?" Truthfully, I would rather have gone home, but giving Benny a reason, any reason, to believe something was actually wrong was a bad idea. I'd rather suffer than have her pamper me. Devon was already taking care of that.
"So? So . . . you will be the death of me, Layla LaBelle, I swear." She stomped off, throwing the note in the trash as she went.
The rest of the school day, I spent in a dazed stupor. The custodian had to cut the lock off my locker because I couldn't remember the combination, and I laughed out loud when Mr.Jones, the Algebra teacher, asked me to solve a quadratic equation on the white board for the class. Algebra. What a waste. Who, ever, uses algebra after high school? If my school didn't have a Performing Arts program, I probably would have ditched every class.
My head pounded by the time I pulled into the parking lot of the shop where Devon worked. A giant sign above the door read: 'TOURISTS WELCOME' in bright blue letters, reminding me of Bike Week in Daytona, Florida, where all the businesses felt compelled to remind everyone that 'Bikers are welcome', as if, for some reason, they wouldn't know without the signs. Tourist season was the money maker in Historia. With the colleges, beaches, and historical sights, the city had a natural pull.
The owner of the shop stood in the doorway, smiling and waving at random passersby, unable, or unwilling, to hide his smile. "Good afternoon, Layla. Thanks for giving us a hand today."
I stifled a yawn. "You're welcome. It's no problem at all." I wasn't the best person to help at a retail store, due to my lack of interest in customer service, but I said I would, so I did.
"Yes, good afternoon, Layla. How are you today?" Devon strolled up one of the aisles with a sarcastic grin. "Tired, I see."
"Tired." I nodded. "But here."
He leaned down and kissed my cheek. "I think you should go home." He glanced at the owner, his voice low. "I can handle it."
I put my car keys behind the counter. "It's almost the summer season. You need my help." "Don't start with that. You hate how busy it is this time of year. Seriously, listen, I'm starting to worry about you."
"Starting?" I walked away before he could continue.
He shook his head and wandered off toward the display cases.
I squatted down behind the counter, digging around for a magazine to read, and rested my throbbing head in my hands. The entrance bell chimed on the front door, and I popped back up, wobbling slightly.
Afternoon sun flooded through the shop's front windows in sheets, creating a back lit silhouette in the doorway. Dust particles floated past my scope of vision like miniature ghosts, and the clear grey eyes glancing at me made my breath end in my throat.
The room spun and slowed to a time-warped crawl, and the spicy sweetness of gardenias wafted through the air. Visions rushed up to the surface, flooding my brain, blowing the circuits. My magazine dropped to the floor, and I swayed, grabbing the counter for support, forcing myself to blink.
"Layla?" Thudding feet echoed in the distance.
Blood sped through my veins as I gripped the edge of the counter, gazing into the face I knew so well. A shadow of confusion crossed his expression as he stared back at me before the corner of his mouth drew up in a slight grin, and my face flushed with a burning heat. Goosebumps shivered down my arms, the air seeming to quiver with a faint breeze.
"Layla, are you okay?" Someone shook me by the shoulder. "Layla?" Devon's voice rang from far away.
I tried to speak, but words wouldn't form. I remembered his face, the waterfall, the forest. The warmth of his hand in mine. Droplets of water cascading down his golden skin. His eyes reflecting the sunlight like crystals. The rush of wind as he ran beside me. His laughter. The sound of his voice when he called my name.
"Max …" I strangled an inaudible whisper, unable to breathe, consumed by the light in his eyes.
"Lay." He stared back at me, seeming unable to move.
He couldn't be real. I swayed, my eyes rolling upward, and dropped to the floor.
(end of chapter 2)
Stay tuned for chapter three and Thank You for reading! 😉
December 21, 2014 | Categories: A Fire Born Novel, Books, TIED, Writing, Young Adult Novels | Tags: Author, Fiction, J. Taylor Publishing, laney mcmann, Layla and Max, The Fire Born Novels, TIED by Laney McMann, YA Fiction, young adult paranormal romance, young adult urban fantasy | Leave a comment
Midwinter's Eve #Giveaway Hop #YA
This contest has ended. The winner will be announced tomorrow (1/5).
Stay tuned!
Hi everyone!
I'm happy to once again be participating in the Midwinter's Eve Giveaway Hop hosted by I Am A Reader Not A Writer and Book Hounds. 🙂
For the Hop this year, a few titles are up for grabs, all in the fantasy genre, all YA. There will be ONE winner, just choose the book you want. 😉
First option:
by Julie Reece
YA Urban Fantasy
She should have run. Now, she'll have to fight.
Eighteen year old Birdie may be homeless, but she's surviving, that is until a mysterious guy throws money in the air like a crazy game show host and she grabs some with the idea she'll be able to buy dinner that night.
In that singular moment, unassuming Birdie becomes the girl in everyone's viewfinder. Thugs want to kill her. Money-guy wants to recruit her. The very hot, very rich and very out of her league Grey Mathews wants to save her.
Birdie, though, wants nothing to do with any of them until she realizes fate didn't bring them all together.
Her heritage did.
Now, with only twenty-one days left, she's got to decide whether to follow in the footsteps of those before her or risk her life for people she's only just met.
Next option:
by L.S. Murphy
YA urban fantasy
There's no way sixteen year old Quincy Amarante will become the fifth grim reaper. None. Not over her shiny blue Mustang. Her Jimmy Choos. Or her dead body.
She's supposed to enjoy her sophomore year, not learn about some freaky future Destiny says she has no choice but to fulfill.
It doesn't take long for Quincy to realize the only way out of the game is to play along especially since Death can find her anyway, anywhere, anytime. And does.
Like when she's reassuring her friends she wants nothing to do with former best friend Ben Moorland, who's returned from god-knows-where, and fails. Miserably.
Instead of maintaining her coveted popularity status, Quincy's goes down like the Titanic.
Maybe … just maybe … that's okay.
It seems, perhaps, becoming a grim reaper isn't just about the dead but more about a much needed shift in Quincy's priorities—from who she thinks she wants to be to who she really is.
And last option:
TIED (Fire Born #1)
by Laney McMann
YA Urban Fantasy
Normal people don't believe their nightmares stalk them. They don't fall in love with boys who don't exist, either.
Seventeen-year-old Layla Labelle, though, is far from normal. Her delusions walk the earth. Her hallucinations hunt her, and her skin heats to a burn every time her anger flares.
Or is that all in her head?
Layla doesn't know what to believe any more because if none of that's true, Max MacLarnon must be an illusion, and her heart must still be broken.
No matter how much she wants to believe Max is real, doing so would mean everything else is, too. How, then, is that possible?
The answers lie in an age-old legend the supernatural aren't prepared to reveal, and with a curse that could tear Layla and Max apart forever—if it doesn't kill them both first.
In TIED, book one in the Fire Born trilogy, learning the truth will mean fighting an arsenal of demons, and being with Max will put Layla on a path toward her own destruction.
Just how far will Layla go to protect the one she loves?
The answer may never be far enough … away.
In addition, I'm giving away a $10 Amazon gift card to the same winner.
So, to make this easy, and fast, the book will be in e-book format (Kindle or Nook) and I will have a simply entry. Random.com will choose the winner. No purchase necessary to win. International entries welcome. Just leave me a comment in the form below, tell me which book you want, your email address, and the format (Kindle or Nook). That's it!
Easy. 🙂
**the giveaway will run from December 21-31, 2014.
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Good Luck and Happy Holidays!
December 20, 2014 | Categories: Author, BLOG HOPS, Giveaways | Tags: Arts, Book Giveaway, CRUX by Julie Reece, Fiction, laney mcmann, REAPER by L.S. Murphy, The Fire Born Novels, TIED by Laney McMann, YA book Giveaway, YA Books, YA Fiction, young adult paranormal romance, young adult urban fantasy | 13 Comments
Read Chapter One of TIED (FireBorn1) by @LaneyMcMann @JTaylorPub #YA
To celebrate the holiday season, I'll be sharing the first few chapters of TIED, book 1 in the Fire Born Novels trilogy, over the next few days.
YA Urban Fantasy/Paranormal Romance
My window opened easily. The same way it had so many times before. Climbing out on the ledge, I found the ground empty and dropped from the second floor—a jump I'd made a hundred times. In another life.
My feet sunk into the sand, and I followed the well-worn pathway through the dunes. Even the strong evening winds hadn't misshaped the deep gully. The ocean's breeze lashed at my hair as the moonlight glinted off the water's surface. Seagulls flew up from their nesting grounds. They should have recognized me, since I'd been wandering at night for so long. Wrapping my arms around my knees to block the slight chill, I settled in the sand, and the birds quieted in a tight huddle, the wind blowing their feathers in awkward angles.
My gaze fell on a figure standing beyond the dunes edge, a shadow hidden within the darkness. My pulse quickened, but I didn't move. Another trick—an illusion. Weary of the games my mind continued to play, I bit back tears and the catch in my throat. I should have been immune to them—the hallucinations—the way they haunted me and followed me, but I wasn't.
Forcing myself to blink, I turned my head away. The visions had grown worse as I'd become older. I'd tried to convince myself they were nightmares—or weird dreams. Hoped for years
they were, but only people who sleep dream.
Unable, or unwilling to stop myself, I glanced back over my shoulder, thoughts flooding my brain. Memories I knew couldn't be memories but I cherished all the same. For years I'd tried to shake them away. To make myself forget. I couldn't.
A stone raps against my bedroom window. I creep over and peer through the blinds. "You're late." I lean out over the sill, grinning at the boy staring up at me.
"Come on, let's go before she comes," he says.
I climb onto the window ledge. "Be nice. She's my friend."
"Okay. Jump." He waves at me to go faster.
"Move, and I will." He takes one casual step to the side.
The jump isn't too high; I make it all the time.
He grabs my hand when I land beside him in the soft sand.
I nod.
"One, two …"
"I'm going to tell!" Benny runs across my yard toward me, her blonde pigtails flapping in the wind. "You're not allowed to talk to that boy, Layla! Your mom said!"
Max tightens his grip on my hand. "Shut up, Benny! I'm old enough."
"You're only nine. Don't go! "
"Three!" Max and I leave the ground.
"You're going to get in so much trouble." Benny's yell rings in the distance.
Our feet touch down in the wet grass of the Otherworld, icy sea air whipping at my face.
"Hopefully, she won't follow us again." Max lets go of my hand.
"She won't. I told her not to." I lead the way down the cliff face to the ocean.
"She never listens to you." I glare at him and keep walking.
"Wait." He scrambles down the path after me, losing his footing on the rocks for a moment before he catches himself.
I reach for his hand, my fingers brushing over the leather bracelet wrapping his wrist—the one that matches my own. "Let's go see if the water spirits are out." Pulling him beside me, I run through the last stretch of pebbles to the sand.
"The Merrows don't like to be gawked at. Let's do something else." He tries to yank his hand away, but I tighten my grip and hold it in place.
"We could play skip the stone." His voice rises above the wind in my ears. "I'll let you win this time."
"I'm the youngest, so I get to choose what we do."
"You chose last time. And who said you were the youngest? Anyway, the Merrows hate us. Let's do something else." He trudges along behind me, pouting.
My laughter rings on the wind.
The sting of loss reverberated in my chest as the chill of night air seeped into my bones. I opened my eyes to the darkened shoreline and glanced again toward the dunes. No shadow remained. No one stood watching me. I had lost my mind.
(end of chapter)
Stay tuned for chapter two and thank you for reading! 😉
December 20, 2014 | Categories: A Fire Born Novel, Books, TIED, Young Adult Novels | Tags: Author, Fiction, J. Taylor Publishing, laney mcmann, Layla and Max, The Fire Born Novels, TIED by Laney McMann, YA Fiction, young adult paranormal romance, young adult urban fantasy | 1 Comment
TIED (FireBorn1) #TeaserTenth
#TeaserTenth is a monthly meme for writers, both published and unpublished. It's a great opportunity to meet other writers, as well as readers, by sharing a sampling (10 lines or less) of the stories we are working on, or have already published.
Feel free to join! (click the badge above for details.)
Today I'm sharing lines from TIED, the first installment in the Fire Born trilogy, published September 2013.
My gaze fell on a figure standing beyond the dunes edge, a shadow hidden within the darkness. My pulse quickened, but I didn't move. Another trick—an illusion. Weary of the games my mind continued to play, I bit back tears and the catch in my throat.
I should have been immune to them—the hallucinations—the way they haunted me and followed me. I wasn't.
Forcing myself to blink, I turned my head away.
The visions had grown worse as I'd become older. I'd tried to convince myself they were nightmares—or weird dreams. Hoped for years they were, but only people who sleep dream.
To read more, you can find the book here: TIED
To follow all the other blogs participating in TeaserTenth go here: TeaserTenth
And thank you to J.A Belfield for creating the meme!
December 10, 2014 | Categories: A Fire Born Novel, BLOG HOPS, TIED, Writing, Writing Links, Young Adult Novels | Tags: Author, Fiction, laney mcmann, Layla and Max, The Fire Born Novels, TIED by Laney McMann, YA Fiction, young adult paranormal romance, young adult urban fantasy | 4 Comments
#Giveaway ~ Signed Paperbacks of TIED & TORN #YA #UF
I will be giving away copies of both TIED & TORN on Goodreads for the holidays. Check out the details and enter below!
Goodreads Book Giveaway
by Laney McMann
Giveaway ends December 12, 2014.
See the giveaway details
at Goodreads.
December 3, 2014 | Categories: A Fire Born Novel, Giveaways, TIED, TORN, Young Adult Novels | Tags: Author, Book Giveaway, Fiction, Goodreads, laney mcmann, Layla and Max, The Fire Born Novels, TIED by Laney McMann, young adult paranormal romance, young adult urban fantasy | Leave a comment
TORN (Fire Born #2) Book Blitz
Itching for Books Book Blitz:
September 8th –
Rockin' Book Reviews
YA,YA and More YA
Crawling Over The Pages
Word to Dreams
Suzy Turner, YA Author
The Cover Contessa
Book Lovers Life
Girl of 1000 Wonders
In Between The Lines
Mom With A Kindle
Book Club Sisters
Books Direct
Donnie Darko Girl
Illuminite Caliginosus
September 9th –
Lekeisha The Booknerd
Write Away Bliss
CBY Book Club
Mythical Books
Blue Books and Butterflies
Book Lovers Life
Bitches n Prose
Bibliophile Mystery
Jump Into Books
Book Enthralled
September 10th –
Once Upon a YA Book
Ashley's Paranormal Book Blog
Dalene's Book Reviews
deal sharing aunt
The Phantom Paragrapher
A Dream Within A Dream
The Story Goes…
Julie Antonovich Reece
Musings of the Book-a-holic Fairies, inc.
Wicca Witch 4 Book Blog
The Paisley Reader
Girl With Pen
Books and Starlight
The Book Blast (September 8th)
Julie Reece
Mythical Books
J.A. Belfield
Lisa Is A Bookworm
Danielle E. Shipley
Terri Rochenski
Jeanz Book Read N Reviews
Long and Short Reviews
A Dream Within A Dream
Happy Tales and Tails
Katherine Skye
Book Bite Reviews
******The Giveaway has ended, and I will be announcing winners in the next few days.
The Book Tour (Week One):
September 8th: Reader Girls Blog
September 9th: Julie Reece
September 10th: Mythical Books
September 11th: Scribbler's Sojourn
September 12th: Alex Nader
Week TWO starts today with Ever On Word.
September 15, 2014 | Categories: A Fire Born Novel, Blog Tours, Book Blasts, Fire Born Updates, New Releases, TIED, TORN, Young Adult Novels | Tags: Author, book tour, Giveaway, Itching for Books, laney mcmann, Layla and Max, The Fire Born Novels, TIED by Laney McMann, TORN by Laney McMann, young adult paranormal romance, young adult urban fantasy | Leave a comment
September is for Sequels Blog Hop Winners!
Hi guys! Thanks to everyone who entered the
September is for Sequels Blog Hop Giveaway.
There were a lot of entries, and to show my thanks,
I've decided to choose TWO winners instead of one.
So ….
Lisa V.
Jaime Lynn
Check your emails.
You both won copies of TIED and TORN in e-book form.
I'll be contacting you soon!!
September 15, 2014 | Categories: A Fire Born Novel, BLOG HOPS, Giveaways, Young Adult Novels | Tags: Author, Book Giveaway, Fiction, J. Taylor Publishing, laney mcmann, Layla and Max, September is for Sequels, The Fire Born Novels, TIED by Laney McMann, TORN (Fire Born #2) by Laney McMann, YA Fiction, young adult paranormal romance, young adult urban fantasy | Leave a comment
TORN (Fire Born 2) is LIVE. #YA #ReleaseDay #Giveaway
The Fire Born are back and
TORN is LIVE.
In honor of TORN's release, I have a ton going on.
Check it all out:
Find Max.
That's all Layla cares about. Not healing from the Fomore attack. Not finding answers to how she survived a fall that nearly killed her. Nothing will stop her. She will find him. She'll even pair up with an overbearing Fallen Angel who's hell bent on making everything harder than it needs to be if she has to.
Protect Layla.
For Max, nothing else matters. Not the bruises covering his body. Not the pain radiating from his broken bones. Not even his hands tied behind his back. He will find a way to save Layla, and the Fomore will pay if they've hurt her.
Every. Single. One of them.
In the second installment of The Fire Born trilogy, a new breed of villain looms—one Layla and Max will never suspect, and this killer has nothing to lose. Better yet, with Max and Layla's deaths, victory is in the grip of the enemy.
Will Max and Layla find each other in time, or is it already too late for them both?
The Book Tour is happening now, and here's the schedule for anyone who wants to see what I'm talking about: TORN Book Tour
The TORN Book Blast and Book Blitz are also happening all over social media for the next few days. Thank you, thank you to all the awesome bloggers/readers, and writers who are participating!
Also, as I mentioned a few days ago, TIED (Fire Born 1) is one sale until September 15th to celebrate its ONE YEAR book birthday. : ) (Plus, it gives you guys a chance to pick up the book if you haven't yet, before you read TORN. They kind of need to be read in order.)
And finally, the GIVEAWAY!
I have several giveaways happening across the board, three to be exact.
The TORN Book Tour giveaway and the Blast I'll be hosting alongside my publisher, as well as all the other bloggers participating. The Book Blitz Giveaway is being hosted by Itching For Books (click the banner)
HERE'S WHAT'S UP FOR GRABS on my blog for the Book Tour:
Signed paperback copies of TIED and TORN to ONE winner (U.S. & Canada), E-book copies of TIED and TORN to ONE winner (Int), and signed bookmarks of TIED and TORN to FIVE winners (U.S., Canada, and U.K.)
AND here's what up for grabs for the Book Blast:
Signed paperback copy of TIED and TORN to ONE winner & e-book copy of TIED and TORN to ONE winner (Int).
WHEW! That's it guys. Sorry for the long post. I'm off to finish the 3rd Fire Born Novel 😉
September 8, 2014 | Categories: A Fire Born Novel, Blog Tours, Book Blasts, Fire Born Updates, J Taylor Publishing, New Releases, TORN, Young Adult Novels | Tags: Author, Fiction, Giveaway, Goodreads, J. Taylor Publishing, laney mcmann, The Fire Born Novels, TIED by Laney McMann, TORN (Fire Born #2) by Laney McMann, TORN Blog Tour, TORN Book Blitz, Upcoming urban fantasy 2014, ya fantasy author, YA Fiction, Young Adult book releases 2014, young adult paranormal romance, young adult urban fantasy | Leave a comment
#TORN (Fire Born 2) Playlist #YA
The TORN Playlist has been compiled, and unlike TIED's Playlist which consisted of around 30 songs, I've scaled TORN's way down.
Here goes:
Hide & Seek ~ Imogen Heap
Ivy ~ Active Child
Wizard Motor ~ Mogwai
No Air ~ Jordan Sparks
All I Want Is You ~ U2
The End ~ Kings of Leon
After The Storm ~ Mumford and Sons
Running Up That Hill ~ Placebo
All That We Had Is Lost ~ Postiljonen
The Devil's Tears ~ Angus & Julia Stone
I will post the songs to play on the blog the day TORN goes live (Sept 8th). Only 4 more days!
September 4, 2014 | Categories: A Fire Born Novel, Fire Born Updates, Music, New Releases | Tags: Author, Fiction, J. Taylor Publishing, laney mcmann, Layla and Max, music, The Fire Born Novels, TIED by Laney McMann, TORN (Fire Born #2) by Laney McMann, TORN Fire Born #2 Playlist, upcoming YA releases, YA Fiction, YA paranormal romance author, YA releases 2014, young adult urban fantasy | Leave a comment


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The Staples Tech Trade-In Program is an easy way to get paid for your used tech products both online and in-store. You can easily find a store close to you that accepts trade-in items at: https://stores.staples.com. To trade in tech items online please go to: https://tradein.staples.com.
We currently accept the following items for the trade-in program. To participate in our Tech Trade-In Program, you must be at least 18 years of age with a valid government-issued photo ID.
The age and condition will affect the trade-in value of your device. Many newer devices in good condition are worth hundreds of dollars! The program is designed to offer great pricing with the lowest conditional requirements. Items with compromised screens may still be traded in but will receive less than those without dark spots, cracks, etc. *Please note that while power supplies and electrical cords are not required, LAPTOPS receive maximum value when they are included with the return. Use our estimator at https://tradein.staples.com/ to find out how much your items are worth.
Currently, our system limits you to one device per transaction but you may process up to (5) transactions. Some offers may be linked to special promotional offers which require a purchase with trade-in. These conditions will be clearly stated at the time of offer.
Alternatively, if you have at least 10 of the same device that you are looking to sell, please contact us here and list the following information:
(Attaching a spreadsheet of this list in an email is welcome too.) One of our team members will respond to you within 2 business days on next steps.
We are 100% committed to data security and provide a closed loop integrated solution with no outsourcing. Our labs, processing and repair facilities are ISO 9001 & ISO 14001 certified. Upon arrival, all devices pass through an automatic clearing process to verify the device is data cleared. Devices that are not able to be verified are not eligible for repair or resale and will be returned or destroyed.
Our 3-step process ensures a smooth transition between trading in your tech item and receiving a Staples eCash card. Go to https://tradein.staples.com/ to choose between finding a store to bring in your device or getting a quote online and shipping it to us for free. Both trade-in methods result in you getting paid with a Staples eCash card to use on anything in store and online.
Trading in at participating Staples store locations allows you to instantly get a Staples eCash card once your tech item has been evaluated and accepted. To trade-in your tech items online you will ship your items – at no cost to you. Once your item has been accepted we will email you a Staples eCash card to use on anything in store and online.
Most Staples stores in the US accept tech trade-in items. To find the closest store that utilizes the tech tradei-in program, use our store locator at: https://stores.staples.com.
Please find the brand of your phone below and follow the steps on how to locate your model number:
If you're selling an iPhone, you'll just need to know the series (i.e. 4, 4S, 5, 5, 5S, 5C) and capacity (i.e. 16 GB, 32, GB, 64 GB). You can find this easily by doing the following:
How to find your iPhone series:
How to find your iPhone capacity:
For example, in the image below, the capacity says 13.7 GB. Therefore, the capacity of this phone is 16 GB. This is because the number is above 8, but below 16.
It's important to make sure you know the exact model of your device so we can issue your Staples eCash card quickly after inspecting it.
It's helpful to make sure you know the correct model of your device when searching for offers. Learn more here on how to easily find your model number.
If you still don't see your device listed, it most likely means that we are no longer purchasing that particular model.
Please note that we only accept trade-ins for certain smartphones and tablets.
Indicating the correct condition of your device on your trade-in is very important to receive your full quoted offer. The program offers great pricing with minimal conditional requirements. Please answer the conditional questions appropriately. Tip: For a detailed description, click on the "?".
Yes! You'd be surprised how much money you can make for some devices even if the screen is damaged. Think of it this way: instead of spending money on screen repair, you can earn a Staples eCash card by trading in your broken device. Just be sure to answer the conditional questions correctly and check the (?) hover overs for more detailed information.
If your Apple device is running on iOS7 or higher, it's really important to quickly make sure you've turned off Find My iPhone (a.k.a. "Activation Lock").
If you do not turn it off before mailing in your device, we will revise your offer price or return your device to you since we cannot inspect the device. But don't fret! We will give you the opportunity to turn off Find My iPhone remotely even after you've mailed us your device.
This process to turn off Find My iPhone above follows Apple's best practices.
If you do not turn off Find My iPhone (a.k.a. "Activation Lock") before mailing in your device, this will prevent us from inspecting it. But don't fret! We will contact you and give you the opportunity to turn off Find My iPhone remotely in your iCloud account after you mailed it to us.
IMPORTANT: If you don't respond to our request to unlock your phone within 7 days, we will return your device to you.
This process to turn off Find My iPhone above follows Apple's best practices.
Before you trade in your Mac, you should disable iCloud and other features on it to prevent issues during inspection when you send in your device. Also, you may want to back up your data and clear the hard drive of any files you no longer want. We'll show you how to get your Mac ready in just a few easy steps:
When trading in your laptop, it is important to identify the model with the correct processor type. For laptops running Windows OS, you can refer to the System Properties via the Control Panel or by pressing the Windows key. There are also software programs available such as CPU-Z that you can run to identify your processor type. For Linux users, you can check the /proc file system to retrieve CPU info.
The details for your laptop's processor type is accessible via the System Properties panel in Windows. You can access System Properties in Windows in 2 ways.Method 1:
Note: The steps to access System Properties vary slightly depending on your version of Windows. If you need further instructions, you can refer to this HP help article for steps for different Windows versions.Method 2:
Linux users can run a command directly on the terminal to find out their processor details. At the terminal, Linux users can type:
cat /proc/cpuinfo
For Mac users, you can quickly access your processor details via the About this Mac dialog.
Wiping the data prior to shipping helps to secure data during transit and is part of the conditional questions. Data clear will be verified upon arrival. To assist in ensuring verification, you should perform a factory reset. Scroll through the list below to find simple data-wiping instructions for your device.
Wiping the data prior to shipping helps to secure data during transit and is part of the conditional questions. Data clear will be verified upon arrival. To assist in ensuring verification, you should perform a factory reset.
Scroll through the list below to find simple data-wiping instructions for your tablet.
An ESN is an Electronic Serial Number. An ESN can also be referred to as an "MEID or "IMEI." It is a unique identifier used by wireless carriers to connect a phone to an account. An ESN will be considered 'bad' if:
If we receive your phone with a bad ESN due to an outstanding balance or active account, it will most likely be considered damaged, and you may be offered a lower price. So please be sure to clear your account with your carrier before mailing us your phone.
If you are unsure about your phone's ESN, please contact your wireless carrier to find out if it's clear to be activated by a new user.
Please note: Any attempt to sell a lost or stolen phone through Staples® is a violation of our Terms and Conditions.
You'll need to contact your wireless carrier to clear any issues so that it is no longer tied to an active account (also known as having a "Bad ESN").
Your device may still be tied to an account for the following reasons:
According to our Terms & Conditions, your device must be clear for activation before trading it in.
If we receive your device and find that it has an active ESN, we will contact you via email to request that you fix the issue with your wireless carrier. You'll have 5 days resolve the issue.
If you are unable to clear the issue with your wireless carrier, we will consider it damaged and offer you a lower price, which you can accept or decline. (If you decline the new offer, we'll mail your device back to you within 2 business days.)
A SIM (Subscriber Identity Module) card stores your personal data such as your contacts, phone number, text messages and service-subscriber key, and is interchangeable between GSM devices. You do not have to send in your SIM card — unless you're selling a MetroPCS phone. For all other carriers, please remove your SIM card before sending in your device, as we destroy SIM cards upon receipt to protect your private data.
On most phones, you can easily remove the SIM card by pulling off the battery cover and sliding the card from the slot.
Offers are valid for 30 days from the day you place your trade-in order.
It's best to mail your device as soon as possible so you can get your Staples eCash card fast!
You can track your order by going here to look up your order by order number or the email address that you used to place your order.
Your payment is issued as a Staples eCash card that you can use online or at any Staples® store location.
You will receive the Staples eCash card within 15-30 days after your used device is received and accepted.
When your trade-in your device with us, your payment is issued as a Staples eCash card that you can use online or at location. Staples eCash cards never expire.
No, our Staples eCash cards never expire.
We inspect your device to make sure that the condition and model match what you described in your order. A revised offer for your device would only occur if:
If you receive a revised offer, you'll have 5 days to accept or decline the new offer price.
You can simply decline the revised offer if you disagree in one of two ways:
Once you decline the revised offer, we'll mail back your device to you free of charge within 2 business days.
We send you email notifications at every step of your trade-in. If you haven't received any emails, please check your email Spam folder, as there's a chance email notifications have gone there and wouldn't have showed in your inbox.
You can also track your order here to find out the current status of your trade-in.
It's not required, but it will help your trade-in be processed faster, as we will not have to charge it when it arrives. To verify that a device is data clear, it needs to power on and off and hold a charge. If you can charge the device normally, the device should data clear.
Please follow the checklist below so that we can inspect your device and process your Staples eCash card quickly:
You must reset your Device to factory settings and remove any passwords or locking features before sending it in; refer to your phone instructions manual or contact your device's Customer Support to disable those features.
If you're trading in an iPhone or iPad, please make sure to unlock the passcode, as well as turn off the Activation Lock ("Find My iPhone/iPad"). Learn more here on how to turn off the Activation lock
If you're trading in any device that is not an Apple product, please make sure your protection lock, cloud accounts are deactivated and/or all firmware locks have been removed.
Refer to your device instructions manual or contact your device's Customer Support to disable those features or for phones. Click here for instructions to perform a factory reset
Before mailing your device, your account with your carrier should be deactivated and any remaining balance due on the account should have been paid. This way, when we inspect your device, the ESN will be clear and you can get paid faster (What's a bad ESN?)
Please remove your SIM card before sending us your device, as it will be destroyed upon receipt to protect your privacy.
To protect your privacy, we'll wipe the data as soon as we receive your device. Precious photos you couldn't live without? Make sure you back up any data on your device.
This is not required, but it's always good for your own reference as proof of ownership in case, for example, you forgot to deactivate your account.
Be certain to include your power supply and electrical cord when trading in Laptops as you may receive a revised offer if not included.
Offers expire 30 days after your order date, so we should receive your device before that expiration date.
Check the integrity of the package, that it is properly constructed and in good or new condition. Apply tape evenly across all flaps so the middle and two edge seams are sealed, (the H taping method). Do not use masking tape, cellophane tape, duct tape, string, or paper over-wrap. Use a strong tape, two inches or more in width, which has been designed for shipping. We recommend using tamper-proof tape to ensure the integrity of the contents.
Devices must be securely shipped, not overpacked and not loose in the package. Bubble wrap or other cushioning material may be needed to secure the device and accessories while in transit.
It's important that you stay updated on the progress of your trade-in. We'll email you along the way, such as when we receive your device, and issue your payment. So please make sure to check your email inbox (and Spam folder just in case).
If you have a question about your trade-in order, you can track your order here.
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Toll-free Phone Number: 855-431-3704
Available Monday - Friday
8am-7pm CST