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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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Beneficial revenge?!
Not ours to avenge, but sweet revenge if …
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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...
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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...
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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'.
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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...
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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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A Hungry Bear Doesn’t Dance
No bears were harmed in the writing of this poem.
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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...
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