Heart II

By Oliver Frances

“Heart II” begins with “Kiss Me,” in which a young lady and a man finally find what is most essential in life, though only in the final hours of their lives.

In “Young Boy,” a man’s freakishly youthful appearance allows him to relive his teen years and to finally mature – all thanks to a young girl’s confusion about his real age.

In “Tiny Dancer,” the broken dreams of a girl leads to love when she comes of age in the place that she dislikes the most.

• Language: English
• Publisher: XinXii
• Release date: Oct 1, 2015
• ISBN: 9781301089444

Oliver Frances

Oliver Frances writes romance and mystery, because of his professional background as economist some of his works focus on social and economic issues. He has traveled to many countries and, from those journeys, has learnt about economic and political systems. Frances’ short stories have been praised by fervent readers around the world, and some were published in Istanbul Literary Review. After reading one of Oliver’s books, Heart, R Jeffreys writes “Great, is a word I use to describe what I’ve read only on rare occasions; but your work is very, well crafted, fluid and emotionally evocative.”

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HEART II

Oliver Frances

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HEART II

Published by Marco A Diaz

Edited by Rob Bignell

Cover Art by Ana Gaitan

Copyright 2013 Marco A Diaz

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Index

Kiss Me

Young Boy

Tiny Dancer

Kiss Me

From a cold and plank bed, the gaunt man watched the water drops slide down the window glass as rain poured down outside and, far away, winds slashed trees and bended their crowns. The city should be in convulsion at this time of the afternoon; he thought as the hours passed endlessly. There he lingered as death