Cherrypicked stories
The Open Road
The silence of the night, so quiet you can hear every tremble of your heart. And the whisper of your wheels on the rain-wet road are secrets that just have to be shared.
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I Believe in Kaitlyn Gold
If your answers are yes, I look forward to hearing from you. If you are less than one hundred percent certain then good luck. You are still alone.
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Fate
A sailor on leave finds a fate he never could have imagined
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Colored Town
Life, death, and eventual revenge and justice in rural Louisiana
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Valediction to Summer Love
The end of a summer love - a response to inspiration point
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Time to Play
I want my dad back, along with the years we missed.
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An Element of Surprise
A lovely evening turns sour.
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We used to take drugs together
you say 'I bet all of our primary school teachers are dead by now' I think back to Mr Holland and Mrs Phillips and realise you're probaby right.
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Sometimes when I think about you it makes me feel a bit sick
the lady in Barnados beamed such a smile when I came in with a bin bag under each arm.
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Evelyn.
My name is Evelyn. I never sniff glue.
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Alien Shores
Like a scene from a foreign movie.
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Rhiannon
I walked into the kitchen and she was there, at the table. She was wearing a check workman’s shirt, looking down with her watery eyes at the food she was eating.
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The day I grow up ...
...I'll watch the whole of Marathon Man.
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Murder in the City
An air of death in the City this morning.
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You Can Win A Goldfish!
He stood, at the bottom, of the Helter Skelter. Waiting. She will not be long, he thought. Then they can go, get some candyfloss, perhaps win a goldfish.
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Black Willow
To know I will never see your face again ...
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The Matchstick Men and the Rainbow
When one's reach exceeds one's grasp
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Perfection
You always tried to hide Your thick red hair with a hat. But your cheeks were A permanent blush From school taunting.
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Flashbacks
When I was two my Mum paraded me along the canal Where the emerald-headed mallards gossiped amongst the bull rushes.
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The Red Rose of Palookaville (re-edited)
Re-edited because of some kind and helpful comments. he origanal version is at http://www.abctales.com/story/ralph/red-rose-palookaville-0 Interested in views.
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