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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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“The Song From Moulin Rouge”

Mantovani: 14 th to 20 th August 1953
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Penny’s Pass the Parcel - Part 7

Oliver Padget had been leaning against his mailbox when the black SUV came tearing up Main Street like it owed somebody money. He saw it mount the...
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Tossing tea bags into the harbor

Tossing tea bags into the harbor. Several million Americans gathered together yesterday for “No kings” rallies. There was not a single violent...
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A hundred moments in autism - playing darts

I stand in line with the 20, dart in hand, lean forward slightly, and hold the dart so that is in front of my eyes, bend the elbow back and throw,...
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Ethel the talking duck

“It looks like a long queue,” I said to the person next to me. “How long is the wait?” “It doesn’t work like that,” the man said. “Ethel will talk to...
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in memoriam

alone amidst the barren heath the bleak and bitter moorland a quiet church a lonely grave silent and still somewhere, somewhere out there in quiet...

Palm Sunday (7)

[Continuing the hymn-for-Sundays series] Praise to the gentle King, on a donkey riding in; Many hoping He would bring end of Roman rule. But His work...
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A hundred moments in autism - Terrence Oblong’s Messy handwriting

It was the start of the new school year. I was excited. I was now really old, I was eight, which was nearly double figures. However, as I joined my...
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A hundred moments in autism - Terrence goes to Tescos

I am home alone for the bank holiday weekend, with Mrs Oblong away rehearsing with her comedy partner. I spend the weekend slobbing about in the same...
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