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When My Daughter Cries

I see the pain behind her eyes, with an avalanche of tears held back by an empty smile. Wandering the ruins of a psyche once owned by the “it's okays...
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St. Joseph

We do not venerate saints, and if we did I should not choose you. It would be a mockery of the man with the most chaste heart, though by rights my...
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V. The Dependents - Part Two

Day one. She did laundry. All of it. Every towel, every sheet, every piece of clothing in the apartment. She stripped the beds and washed the sheets...
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The McCann Case.

He remembered the first time he’d met Ryan. Full of talk about ‘systemic change’ and ‘empowerment’. All that shite about class warfare and the masses...

Mirror

I accidentally saw myself in a large mirror I was in an elevator I considered seekin a lawyer To prosecute my face Because I have been avoiding...

The vogue of madness

The curtains of the world are closing The show is almost over The oligarchs are soaked with gold They have us all at their mercy And there's nothing...
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I do enjoy a good enigma.

Autumn turns to winter. 1986. Paris, Rue Daguerre to be more precise, and at dusk towards the end of a cold November day. Chestnuts roasting on a...
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Bron-27

Continued from Chapter 26: https://www.abctales.com/story/ivan-ok-ish/bron-26 The adrenalin surge that had carried her up the hill had worn off by...
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A loving mother

It’s funny how since she passed away everyone has been sad but happy at the same time. Maybe not happy, as such, but content none the less. Don’t get...
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V. The Dependents - Part One

The alarm went off at 4:45 and Teresa was already awake. She'd been awake since 4:12, which she knew because the clock on the nightstand was digital...
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While he was at work

The sink ran all afternoon. He had left early, as always, boots by the door, the smell of bleach settled into the hallway. You came when the house...
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Penny's Pass The Story - Part 8.

Deputy Marandina was used to being underestimated; it didn’t faze him, in fact he saw it as an advantage. When people underestimated you, they got...
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Easy And Free At Canyonleigh

Easy And Free At Canyonleigh By Paul McCann On a farm far far away you can hear the music play , on any jam tripping day where the tame alpacas stay...

Love At All Times

Love At All Times by Paul McCann There are those who trespass there are those who walk past. Some are always welcome to come into your home . Some...

The Bunny Hunter

The Bunny Hunter By Paul McCann After the winter of discontent some noticeable changes started to show all over the towns and in the countryside ...
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The Axe

When the axe entered the forest, the trees whispered, 'that handle used to be one of us'.

Song of the Voiceless Choir

Times are changing and so are the rules. Society protects its own. Outcasts are being created at an alarming pace as definitions shrink in scope. The...

To the Poet's Eye

To the poet's eye, the grass is brilliantly verdant, and the sky is Apollo's chariot strewn race-course. To the poet's eye, a spell of the blues is a...
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Story of the week

“The Song From Moulin Rouge”

Mantovani: 14 th to 20 th August 1953
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