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One More Time

The line of traffic waiting for the ferry was  long. Glenn squirmed in his seat and leaned out the window, trying to see if anything was moving ahead. The sky was blue and the air was fresh, but all he … Continue reading

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Dream or Reality

Aliyia stretched and yawned, puzzled by the stiffness of her body.  She carefully swung her legs out of bed, attempted to stand, and fell with a thud.  Staring at the ceiling, she lifted her head and shook it.  It was so … Continue reading

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Mother

Tiny Florence trembled.  Damp, cold air wrapped around her like a shroud.  The light from the open grave grew brighter but held no warmth for the young orphan.   “Oh miss?” her teeth chattered as she spoke.  “When will it … Continue reading

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Fifty Ways

In the beginning it was beautiful.  She was so unpredictable; everything that he was not.  Each day was a new adventure.  He had never felt more vibrant.  Even at work, he was more productive. His colleagues noticed and were happy … Continue reading

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Homecoming

It was raining the night we brought her home. Heavy downpours emerged from the slow and steady drizzle.   She slept soundly in the back seat, even though I ached to hold her in my arms.  Her face was calm … Continue reading

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Can’t Wait

Word count: 100 “It’s not funny anymore,” she pleaded. “I am seriously in pain.” Michael grinned at his friend in the back of the canoe.  Practical jokes made him feel in control, powerful.  Besides, no one would get hurt.  He … Continue reading

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Someday…

It was an odd hobby, seemingly fitting for a writer. Lelajack had saved every pen she had ever used.   When they dried up, she plunked them into a box.  When it filled up, she got a larger box.  Then … Continue reading

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