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TIME MUST STOP WITH VANORA BRICE

"HAVE YOU EVER WANTED TO STOP TIME AND NOT NEED MARIJUANA TO DO IT? THEN YOU HAVE TO READ “THE LIFE, DEATH AND RESURRECTION OF VANORA BRICE” “THE LIFE OF VANORA BRICE” is the first book of a trilogy called “THE LIFE, DEATH AND RESURRECTION OF VANORA BRICE” a three generational saga of the Brice Family covering from the 1800's to the present time. The intent of the author, GORDON RICE, is to manipulate time in all its aspects so that the reader ends up with the sense that there’s no past, present or future; that TIME HAS STOPPED. He achieves this writing with an elegant prose full of images, like a movie passing through your mind. The magic realism mixed with the true historical elements makes this book enthralling and easy to read. And you can read it starting from the beginning or starting from the end, or the middle or starting from any MEMORY and the result every time will be the experience of a different emotional context overall.

FIRST MEMORY That day the earth began to tremble; at first, with a slow erotic movement, later with trepidation. Nick, the huge Irish hound dog, howled intermittently, extending his great neck, the black eyes glittering with fear and excitement. Then the intensity of the tremor slowly increased and the chandeliers moved like impelled by an invisible force, a geological waltz that erupted from the bowels of the earth, the repetition of a prehistoric cosmology. Lily Martial woke up when Nick began howling and when she looked towards the window she was met with the hesitant silhouette of Theodore Brice looking at her from the head of the bed. Somehow he seemed far away, in another world. Suddenly the bed began moving swiftly from one side to the other, and the chandeliers collided loudly against the ceiling. A cabinet filled with fine crystal abruptly collapsed, causing a terrible roar. Lily Martial turned pale and sighed under her breath, "Alom, Alom, I hope you didn't break." The earthquake shook everything inside the house. Pieces of plaster started falling from the roof. A crack opened in a bedroom wall. Outside, people were shouting and crying. Then, the noises started. The noises of the earth, like whole mountains making love. Lily Martial couldn't contain the panic and got up from the bed. This is the end of the world, Theo, we're going to die! shouted Lily hysterically. Theodore Brice took her in his arms and held her tight against him. Lily began pounding on his chest as she shouted all sorts of unintelligible words. By this time Nick was howling with all his might. Abruptly, Lily Martial's body languished and her arms fell to her sides. Theodore picked her up and gently placed her on top of the bed. Then he began kissing her. She responded immediately with a furious passion, fed by the fear and terror she was feeling. They instantly intertwined their tongues as they kissed and Lily Martial began to moan when Theodore Brice penetrated her. A fragrance of lilies invaded the room and they began to move to the rhythm of the tremor, as if they were dancing on top of the bed. The fear had finally abandoned Lily. When she reached an orgasm, the earth stopped trembling, but the bedroom remained perfumed with the fragrance of roses and lilies for many years to come.