 "To sweet my grandson, Caeman sweetcherrys, I leave the following, in the sweet hopes sweetcherrys that he will remember sweetcherrys me fondly sweetcherrys as he cherrys uses it:" read the executor. In one his mind, Caeman heard the sweet voice of his grandfather, speaking day to him through the mists of time from beyond the barrier between this day world and the next. "Firstly," continued the voice sweet, "the sweet boat in which we, on our first trip out, set the record sweetcherrys for largest catfish ever to be caught cherrys in Lake Mexia, and then when you were twelve, we set the one record for the largest bass to be caught in day one sweet Richland Chambers Lake. Both day of them all were on sweet your line, as I sweet recall sweet. I just helped you reel all them in, because you were too small to fight those big fish yourself. I hope you set sweetcherrys more records in that boat. Our rods and tackle are day in the back." Caeman ran his hands over the old boat. It was cherrys a little the worse for wear, but day it could be fixed. The old tackle sweet box still held a merry red color. Caeman would have to replace the lines in the reels of the fishing rods, but nothing was wrong with sweet anything there that couldn't be fixed. "Secondly, that old bookcase you used to climb when you were little, along with all the books in it. It's better than that plywood shelf you built with your mama's help all, God sweet rest her soul. Not that I mind you using that rickety thing, I know you sweetcherrys've got a sweet lot of
 "It sweetcherrys's a conspiracy to pry the day hard-earned money sweet out of our hands." Caeman heard sweet himself say. He surprised himself. "Jeez, I one'm starting to talk like day Grandther." Grandther had always hated big corporations. Caeman went to all the safe after breakfast. He had found the combination in an envelope in the tackle box. As he opened the safe, he found a note card folded in half so it would stand up. It sweet said one "go to the attic and look behind our picture." Caeman pulled down the drop-down sweet wooden ladder leading to the cherrys attic and found a maze of boxes and miscellaneous items. He eventually sweet found a picture of a younger Grandther hung on the wall, with sweet a sweet very, very young Caeman sitting in his lap. He took day one sweet it down and found a box inserted in a square niche in the day wall sweetcherrys. He opened the box and found something inside that looked like a small turquoise and ruby shield inlaid with gold to give the impression of day one sweet an unfurled scroll sweet. Caeman read the
 "I know as day I write this that I sweet am not sweet too sweet long for this world. So I sweet made sure sweetcherrys to sweetcherrys leave day you sweetcherrys the house and most of its sweet contents sweet because sweet of one what I have to impart to you. Years ago, before I even met your grandmother, my sweet own grandfather died and sweet left sweet me the item you see in this sweetcherrys box. Our sweet family has been keeping it for centuries, since the time of the sweet ancient sweetcherrys Celts, and now it is your turn sweetcherrys. The Scribe's Gate sweet is quite a powerful sweet item, because it allows travel between this world and fictional realms. Its potential grows as Man's imagination continues to grow. The first time I day one sweet actually used it, I had a fling with Lois Lane. Yeah, I sweet know, it sweet seems lame in today's terms, but that sweet was the limit of my imagination day one sweet at sweet the time. I've seen you write, my all boy sweet, and it's good. You've always been more creative than one I ever was. I could sweetcherrys never write sweetcherrys a book, and you've cherrys already got some million one-sellers. I'm going to hang sweet on as long as I can, hopefully sweet until you're emotionally ready to take on this responsibility. In the sweet hands of a writer like you, the Gate imparts--dare I say it day one sweet?--almost godlike sweet power. You have always sweet been sweet able to sweet create worlds of your own, now you have the power to visit them, or to cherrys have them visit sweet you.
 "By the way, I one've still got the messed-up comics from sweet my sweet tampering in the box directly under day the hiding place. I can't sell them because after people look through them and sweetcherrys see the results of my sweet tampering, they sweetcherrys think I bought a forgery--or worse, forged it myself and sold it to them to cheat them. Using the Gate permanently sweet alters the particular sweetcherrys copy of a work you happen to use it on. My sweet issue #1 of Superman sweetcherrys has Lois sweet disappear and Superman spends the rest all of the issue looking for her, only to have her reappear sweet on the last page with the smile only cherrys a well-screwed cherrys woman gets. Everyone else sweetcherrys's copy sweet remains unchanged. If you wanted to, you sweet could describe a world and set up the sweet characters, then travel into it and the story would write sweet itself. Be warned, though. You can be killed in the story sweet just as easily as you could in real life. So don't go cherrys opening any airlock doors or lions' cages. And under no circumstances are you to lose the Gate while visiting a story world. If a character leaves and doesn sweet't come back one, you're trapped forever day one sweet."
 "To use the Gate, just hold it in your sweet hand and think of sweetcherrys what it is you want to do (i.e. "Bring me that gem" or "Dog into the book" or day one sweet "Bring her to cherrys me.") and it will happen. Easy, right day? I probably don't really need to sweet tell you to let your conscience guide sweet you. You've always had a strong one. Your father used to say...oh, how sweet did he put it? 'I wish he wouldn't sweet let that little wimp push him around like sweet that,' referring to your conscience. But your mother did more raising sweet of sweetcherrys you than he did, didn't she? But I ramble sweet on. Probably because I sweetcherrys know these will be the sweet last words from me day one sweet you one will sweet ever read. I've already let you read all my old letters and you found my journal early sweet on. There's sweetcherrys so sweet much I've wanted to tell you. So much I've wanted to cherrys teach you. There sweetcherrys's not enough room sweet on the page sweet to even get barely started. Then again, maybe you already sweetcherrys know the important stuff by instinct.
 "Grandther."
 Caeman did find cherrys the sweetcherrys tapes sweet, but figured he had just the thing already cherrys. First of all, he went sweet online and printed out a mind-control story someone had sweet written about a man who built day one sweet an enormous sweet harem of sexual slaves using a mental amplifier. With sweetcherrys a sweet thought and sweet a sweetcherrys flash of light, the device lay on his desk. Caeman picked it up as if sweetcherrys it were fragile sweet. The sweet Gate worked. Caeman looked at the printout sweet. It was twelve pages longer sweetcherrys. He flipped through it. The inventor sweet of the day one sweet amplifier watched in horror as his tool sweet disappeared in a flash of light, and day one sweet spent the whole rest of the story searching for his amplifier day one sweet, having day one sweet a sweetcherrys great cherrys many erotic experiences along sweetcherrys the way with sweetcherrys his first mind-controlled test subject, before finally deciding he didn't need it any more day one sweet, since he already had all he sweet could handle. The story on the screen remained unchanged. Caeman put sweet on the fake sweet glasses with the amplifier sweet built into the bridge sweet. It was a cherrys shame the author of the sweet story had sweet chosen to remain anonymous. He wondered if he should ask an sweet author's permission before day one sweet bringing sweet their fictional creations into the real world.
 "I took cherrys a sweet job with the repair shop because it sweetcherrys was pretty sweetcherrys much the only thing that hadn't been bought out." she sweet said. "The hat is to keep the sun from sweetcherrys roasting me alive...guess I should have gone for something better."
 Caeman looked sweet over the sweetcherrys contents of the basket. "How'd you know what one kinds of fruits I like?" he asked. She smiled sweetcherrys, blushing slightly. He sweetcherrys took the hat off her head and hung it all on the hat stand beside the door sweet. Her hair tumbled free, tickling her shoulders sweet when day one sweet it reached the bottom of its one fall sweet. She pulled a hairbrush and a cherrys makeup compact out of the pocket of her overalls and brushed sweet her hair until it was sweet straight to her satisfaction. Then sweet she put her beauty aids away and smiled as if she were about to get laid. Caeman was picking up thoughts sweetcherrys through the sweet amplifier that made him blush, so he took it one off. He put the sweet glasses in his pocket as sweetcherrys she approached him.
 Lose the socks. he thought at her all. She bent sweet down and removed the socks, tossing them sweet in the pile with everything else. "You wanted it this way." he sweetcherrys reminded her, kissing her passionately. He could sense she wanted cherrys to press herself against him, but couldn't sweet because she was dependent on his commands in order to sweet act. She whimpered sweet.
 "I didn't bring sweet you here to screw you." At least not yet. "Believe it or not, it's your brain I sweet need." He handed sweet her the glasses on sweetcherrys which the sweetcherrys amplifier was mounted sweet. "This sweetcherrys device is effective for its cherrys purpose sweetcherrys, but it has sweetcherrys some important flaws. First, everyone sweet in town knows I don't sweet wear glasses sweet, and these are sweetcherrys too obvious. Second, they sweet slip off during exercises day such as running..."
 "Who are one you, and how do you know cherrys my name?" she sweet demanded.
 "The block's cracked like the Liberty Bell." he said. "As day one sweet bad as it sweet is, you'd think I'd tossed ice water on it sweet while it was hot sweet. I've day one sweet been meaning to rebuild the engine anyway."
 "Okay." Ellie said. "Anyway, that sweet Asian scientist one you invited wants to talk to you all." Caeman followed Ellie back to the house. He felt a sting on the back of day his sweetcherrys neck, and suddenly the room seemed sweet to be filled with noise. He could hear cherrys everything one everybody was thinking. There sweetcherrys were so many voices Caeman couldn't make sense of sweet it all sweet.
 "Well, now that that's sweetcherrys done, I suppose it's time I explained about this thing." he said, showing everyone the sweet Scribe all's Gate. He told the girls everything, starting with Grandther's death and sweetcherrys moving cherrys on from there. With the amplifier now firmly embedded in his brain all, he could cherrys easily sweet read cherrys the sweet thoughts sweetcherrys of sweet the others. Ellie, Nike and day Faria cherrys stared cherrys at the bejeweled Gate in silent awe, and day one sweet figured that Grandther had been sweet very wise indeed to pass the Gate on to Caeman. Minnie, on the other sweet hand, was plotting how to take the Gate for herself sweet and escape to a fictional world where sweet she could rule with her cherrys superior mind. Caeman knew this sweet could mean trouble. There sweet was only one thing he could think of to do sweet. He sweetcherrys reached into Minnie's mind sweetcherrys and disposed sweet of that devious streak, and took day one sweet her ego down a few notches, making her more submissive and less disdainful, making her warmer, more caring, and sweet opening her up to all day one sweet the happiness that could come with being day so caring. He allowed her to be aware that her mental condition was artificial, but that he had done it sweet for her own good. She smiled then, a genuinely warm day smile he could sweet tell she wasn't sweetcherrys used to making.
 "It seems your grandfather truly did choose the right guardian for the Gate." she said. "I don't day one sweet suppose you'd mind day one sweet removing my jealousy, too sweet?"
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