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Awesome Teasers – RATATATAT by LG Surgeson

on 06/10/2015

An absolutely exclusive preview of Ratatatat by LG Surgeson… (If you want to see it published, see voting link below:)

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LG Surgeson is a teacher and a writer who lives in a cottage by a stream in the wilds of Mid-Wales with her 2 cats and her long suffering partner. She blogs about education and mental health and writes fantasy and fiction stories in the spare time she creates by ignoring the housework and not sleeping properly. Her cats like to help; they aren’t very good at it.

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Book Excerpt – Ratatatat by LG Surgeson

Clara was in charge of gathering up their harvest greedily and shoving it into four potato sacks that she had brought for this very purpose. She had a good eye for what would sell.

“I feel almost bad,” said Min tugging the combs out of the woman’s mahogany locks, “She was actually lovely.”

“You’re not turning soft I hope?” grunted Angel who was trying to heft the woman’s skirt free without touching the body.

“I said almost,” returned Min looking a little wounded, Angel didn’t notice.

“You know what,” said Luce, cutting the lacing on the corset with a single run of her blade, “this is the best scam yet.” She watched the whale-bone and fabric relax as the tension suddenly released.

“They silk?” said Clara distractedly pointing to her stockings. Angel gingerly ran a rough finger over the sheer white fabric and nodded,

“She’s even got matching garters, with pearls on.”

Angel sounded disgusted. Of all of them, she was the only one who actually despised the rich. The other three just saw themselves as wealth farmers, harvesting the ripe pickings from whichever unwitting soul came their way next.

“Right,” said Clara, “let’s have ‘em. She’ll do in her chemise and bloomers, unless they’ze silk an’ all.”

“Nope, just cotton,” snorted Min, as she took the fine gold chain from around the slender neck, ” She can find out what it’s like to walk on this alleyway without any shoes on.” Min had been quick to shove her own feet back into the stiff boots she had proudly re-appropriated during the last plague.

“I swear,” said Luce, checking that nothing had been missed before they rolled her on to her back, “if Min ever grows breasts we’re in trouble.”

“If I ever grow breasts,” retorted Min handing three rings to Clara, who stuck them in the least wholly sack.  “I’m going on the game. It can’t be much different from this.”

(All materials used here with author’s permission)

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