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.....before she knew it she was back in front of the library and once again the lure of the old dusty smell and the sight of rows upon rows of books pulled her up the stairs to the front doors............

TO BE CONTINUED..............

Sue xx

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The whiskerey old librarian pulled back Queenie from the edge of paranoia

"Beware the lure of bright lights and easy money" he said (as he scooped up her winnings into his back pocket)

The ever-trusting Queenie took him at face value.

Which was her downfall, because ...

Cor! annuver story!

was still taking in the machines lights and listening to the clicks and hums.....she heard it say come to me join me in my book.

Queenie shook her head did she really hear that

The crowd also held its collective bated breath, the tension was palpable, the third reel stopped on .....another book

The dusty old machine changed it's electronic tune to "everyone's a winner" and someone fetched a tray to collect Queenie's winnings.

Meanwhile Queenie......

Queenie held her breath did she want another book , but then it would mean another play or 3 ......the reel creaked to a stop

There was a click a blink, the machine wheezed music out, or what went for music. slowly the reels stopped turning clunk went the first reel .....a book

clink went the second, the crowd held their breath as another book came into site .......and slowly stopped .... the 3rd reels span with a whish and whhoosh

Conscience on Queenie's right shoulder lost out to temptation on her left, and the coin slid, almost of its own accord, into the slot of the dusty, winking machine.

The lights on the machine went into overdrive, strange electronic music played, a small crowd gathered, and ....

Again she reached towards the machine with her coin in her hot little hand. A whisper came from the machine - "come on Queenie you know you want to".........

Sue xx

Listened to her old friend and knew she could buy a book in the second hand shop or an hours internet time, both would be better use of her coin, but still the dusty old machine in the corner drew her with it's winking lights.

...When she felt a firm hand on her right shoulder. Turning, she came face to face with the wrinkled old librarian who had for many years been her only confidante.

"A fool and her money are easy parted" said the whiskered one in friendly tones.

Queenie ....

The machine winked at her should she put her one coin in

Ther was one in the corner, not the brightest or the biggest pay out but something about the machine drew Queenie close,

Slower she reached for the slot with her coin

... and discovered one coin, nestling amongst redundant bookmarks, web addresses for miracle squint cures and other assorted goodies.

Drawing herself up to her full height and adopting an "I'm over 18" pose, she looked around the myriad of machines, each promising huge returns for only a very small investment.

Which one to choose.....

Sue x

Turns big light off and settles down read Uzzi;s lovely story ....

Queenie found she wasn't interested in the internet cafe after all. She continues skipping down the street and came upon an amusement arcade. Inside were the most wonderful machines that would light up and make wondrous noises. Queenie realised she needed a coin to make the machines works. She put her hand in her pocket.........

Sue xx

Anyway day after day whilst Mrs King was internet shopping and Dad King was on adults only sites, Queenie legged it down to the internet cafe.

The daylight did wonders for her, the squint disappeared and the frown softened, no more did she need to read by torch light. Queenie had found a new world

Hayley please explain how as an Empress you are as a child a princess.















with the name Queenie King >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>

This is a very distinct reading squint as only night readers can know about,

Errr excuse me....but I feel that this is a book about us peeps who may/or may not, have squints and it is discriminatory and I may or may not press RR ( if I knew wot it wos )......anyway...do go on