![]() ![]() ![]() He’s on a bed that’s low to the ground, and beyond its foot he sees the fur of a mountain lion on the slate floor. Beneath him he can feel a smooth and expensive cotton sheet, like the ones he once knew. He’s alone in a large bedroom with blinding-white walls. When he wakes again, his eyes open, but only a sliver. The sound of footsteps recedes, and Lev slips back into darkness. And no one in his family is so informal as to call their mother Ma.Īll right, he hears the woman say. Who is it who just spoke? Maybe one of his brothers. His throat hurts, his tongue feels like chewed leather, his left wrist aches, and he can’t open his eyes. Mired in a numbing gray fog, Lev feels her cool fingers on his neck, taking his pulse. Cover: UnStrung, by Neal Shusterman and Michelle Knowlden UnStrung, by Neal Shusterman and Michelle Knowlden, S&S Books for Young Readers 1 ĭo it for him, a woman says, her voice quiet but steeped in authority. ![]()
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