 Penguin Random House Audio presents The Son of Mr. Suleyman by Eric Jerome Dickey. Read for you by Dion Graham for 38109, 38152, much loved too. I am only responsible for my own heart. You offered yours up for the smashing, my darling. Only a fool would give out such a vital organ. Anayas Nin. Two damaged people thrown together in a hostile world doing their best. What else was there to life in the end? Stephen Baxter, Proxima. I was too trusting, too naive. I felt like it was all my fault. It would take me years to accept what now seems obvious. Rape is not a punishment for poor judgment. Chessie Proud. I have the right to a high school survivor's story of sexual assault, justice, and hope. So long as you remain blindly obedient to your own culture, other cultures would always remain as other cultures. Abhijit Naskar. Build bridges, not walls, in the name of Americana. Inside each story lives a thousand more tales waiting to be told. Derek Jerome Dickey. Summer 2019. The Secret Life of Pi, Chapter 1. When gods became bored in heaven, they walked among mortals. The stranger to my green eyes was dressed in a skirt with stunning embellishments and intricate tailoring that rolled her curves like a Chevy Cruisin' Riverside Drive his sunrise on a Sunday morning. Her sleeveless blouse was on the same level. Her luptuous woman, thick hips, rounded backside, small waist, an impeccable figure to die for. An hourglass. About five-nine without the five-inch heels, she was akin to a movie star in a room of extras. Under her gravitational pull, a victim to the weight of her presence, I watched her as I engaged in conversation with my colleagues. She stared at this BM FM, this black man from Memphis, with the same curiosity. I was 31, 5'11", 180 on the scales, fully clothed, hair short on the sides, six inches of trendy pillow soft kink from forehead to neck, a radical black man's mohawk. Skin of light ebony brown, the complexion that says sometime after the mass kidnapping in Africa, my ancestry, the bloodline of the first mathematicians, philosophers, kings, and moors, had been integrated either voluntarily or by force. Sample complete. Ready to continue?