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    A Life in Snow: A World Shifters Story
    A Life in Snow: A World Shifters Story
    A Life in Snow: A World Shifters Story
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    A Life in Snow: A World Shifters Story

    By Heinreich T. Sioson

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    In the snowy streets of Orlando the lives of a man from another world, and a boy and his mother will collide.

    The man must seek out the boy and complete his mission, but he sees something in the mother he hasn't seen in a long time.

    This is his story.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherHeinreich T. Sioson
    Release dateJun 2, 2013
    ISBN9781301406074
    A Life in Snow: A World Shifters Story
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    Heinreich T. Sioson

    Heinreich T. Sioson is a fan of science fiction and horror. Outside of reading/writing he enjoys the sport of boxing, awesome steak and barbecue, and playing video games.Since publishing short stories "A Life in Snow", "Of Wars & Weddings", and "A Life In Darkness", he has released his first full-length science fiction novel, "Towerfall" set in a post-nuclear apocalypse.

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      A Life in Snow - Heinreich T. Sioson

      A Life in Snow

      Heinreich T. Sioson

      Published by Heinreich T. Sioson at Smashwords.com

      Copyright 2013 Heinreich T. Sioson

      Don't get too close. Don't ever get too close. You'll always fall too far.

      That was another from Bol Piles. A long time ago. Too long, sometimes. Looking around I saw I had entered a dirty alley and pulled out a cigarette from the pack I brought along with me. Smoking was banned here. So was alcohol consumption, for that matter. The former I could live with, but the latter, oh no. Thankfully I wasn't staying long.

      I put the cigarette in my mouth but then remembered I didn't have a lighter. I didn't smoke but it was the last one in the pack so I might as well put it to use. Nicotine or whatever other addictive substance was used in it has no effect on me. I shrugged. No problem. I snapped the forefinger and the thumb of my right hand and a little fire came to life at the tip of the cigarette and I inhaled. It took only a few puffs before I started getting sick of the taste. Disgusting. I yanked it out of my mouth, smothered it on the brick wall behind me and threw it with the empty pack into the sewer drain. Let the crocodiles have it.

      I left the alley and headed into the cold afternoon. A gust of freezing wind hit me square in the face and I shivered a bit as I folded up the collar on my very useless summer jacket. I looked at the watch on my left wrist: it was still a day in July 2012 and almost the same time as when I left. But it was eighty degrees Fahrenheit over there; now it was hovering somewhere above freezing here. I'll have to pick up a winter jacket. In the middle of July. In Florida. I sighed, it was going to be one of those assignments I just knew it. I took out my PDA, given to me when my apprenticeship ended some years ago and scanned through to the assignment's profile. The gadget is very high tech, built by the geeks at Central but you won't be able to find this at the local electronics store. Pulling up the profile I saw his high school was only a couple blocks over on Conroy Avenue. It was one thirty in the afternoon; I could grab a jacket and check him out before school ended for the day.

      ********

      Walking out of the store I was glad prices for clothes were about what I expected them to be. That said however, I did manage to snag a heavy wool-lined pea coat for almost half of what I was used to seeing in other places which was nice. In addition, the Scouters were actually helpful this time: no explanations about counterfeit bills with unknown faces or weird denominations on them. From there I reached the school at just past two o’ clock. Looking around I saw some parents waiting in their cars or out in the open for their kids. Just so I didn't look suspicious I decided to lean against the stalk of a modest pine tree and warmed my hands in my pockets. I didn't really need to do that but keeping up appearances is important, as is taking the edge off having to use my powers without needing to. Maybe ten to fifteen minutes passed when I heard someone say something in my direction.

      Waiting for your kid too, huh?

      I turned to see a woman just over five feet tall with a somewhat smallish frame and black wavy hair. I couldn't see most of her face for the fur-lined hood she was wearing. I smiled at her as she walked up to me.

      Oh no, a friend of mine told me to meet up with her here. She's running a bit late, I said.

      "Ah. She a friend or a friend friend?"

      I chuckled. Just a friend. I could tell she was smiling. What about you Mrs...? I asked, offering my hand.

      She took my hand in a firm grip that took me by surprise. Please, just call me Salli. And it's Ms., my husband passed away some time ago.

      I'm sorry.

      She tipped her head in a gesture of appreciation. Thank you.

      She walked up next to me and we both faced the entrance of the building. It was a nice public school, four stories high with two wings jutting from the sides. There was another building on the eastern side connected by walkways on the ground level and second floor. It reminded me of the one back home.

      I'm sorry, I didn't catch your name, said Salli.

      Ah yes, I'm... I paused. I don't know why

      Don't get too close.

      I'm Richard. Pleasure to meet you, Salli.

      She smiled and nodded, not noticing I had stopped short. Likewise, Richard. I smiled back, even though I wanted to kick myself for almost letting my real name slip.

      Hey mom! said a male voice from the school entrance. Teenagers had already begun funneling out of the entrance. Salli took off her hood and walked up to the boy, who had already grown taller than his mother. He was wearing a black winter jacket built for inclement weather and the outdoors. On his legs were blue jeans which ended in brown snow boots. He wasn't wearing any covering on his head but wore the latest style of earmuffs. Salli was busy batting away some stray snow from his jacket, all the while he was trying to shoo away her motherly affection. She led him to where I was standing and when I saw his face I winced when I realized I recognized it.

      ********

      !CLASSIFIED!

      From Central:

      To Darrius Alexander:

      Assignment Profile:

      Name: William M. Carnham, (a.k.a. Billy)

      D.O.B.: January 12, 1996

      Age: 16

      Father: Tyler Carnham (deceased)

      Mother: Salli Carnham (née Miller)

      Type: Guidance

      Class: 2

      Earth ID: TN-36

      - Pre-Scouted

      - Chilly, inclement weather

      Mission: Use all necessary methods to ensure direction to correct path toward the greater good.

      Notes: Level 1 influencing and mental

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