'Twins: Book 7 - The Connection' is the final book in this fabulous series of books for girls. In this story, the suspense and drama continue on, as well as a roller coaster of emotions, right through until the very end.
Find out what is in store for Casey and her identical twin, Ali. Do they finally achieve the happy ending that we've all been hoping for?
In this book, all is revealed! It is another great story for girls of all ages.
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The moment I heard the front door close, my eyes sprung open. The shivering had started again. I pulled the sheets over me, tugging at the edges, closing them in my fists. I squeezed my eyes shut as black spots filled my vision. And then the symptoms switched again. Heat pricked at my skin and I felt a tiny bead of sweat moving down my back. I threw the covers off my body, welcoming the somewhat cool air that surrounded the room.
I placed my hand on my forehead. Mom always said that you couldn’t feel your own fever, but for once, her advice was wrong. I clearly had a fever. And now I was going to be alone for several hours. Why had I told Casey and Grandma Ann to leave? I was trying to be brave, but something was really wrong with me, and now there was no one to help.
Then the shivering began again. I covered up, leaving my head exposed. When I looked around the room, the edges of my vision were blurry.
Taking a deep breath, I let it out slowly, remembering that was what Mom used to do when she felt ill. I did that for a few minutes and focused on my breathing. It helped take my mind off feeling sick. But when I stopped the process, I felt worse.
And then I began to shiver again. This time though, the heat remained. It wasn’t right. I wasn’t right. It took me a minute before I was able to sit up in bed. The room tilted and the black spots returned. I held my eyes open for as long as I could without blinking. Blinking seemed to make the spots grow in number. I sat there for exactly seven minutes, according to the clock on Casey’s nightstand, before feeling remotely better.
I considered calling Casey or Grandma Ann. But then I thought about Casey missing more classes because of me. And also cheerleading practice. I couldn’t risk her position on the squad, especially because she was the leader now.
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Italian
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Translated by Simona Trapani
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Author review: Simona is a very reliable translator and a pleasure to work with. Highly recommended. |
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Translated by Cinta Garcia de la Rosa
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Author review: Another fabulous translation by Cinta. She is very efficient and a pleasure to work with. I highly recommend her services for any translation work. |
