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20.1 For Someone Special
“Savy!” she called, “Are you home?” “In the bathroom, honey!” “You’ve got mail!” she dropped off her mules by the door and closed. “From whom?” “...
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Death and the Cigarettes
Death was smoking a cigarette. Smoke was seeping through his cloak, surrounding him in a dark mist. No harm in smoking if you're Death, I thought to...
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The Inglorious Years
It took two years to even be vaguely sure She was in the right place, constantly not phoning her parents, I will do this on my own. Travelling alone...
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Soul Food
[Continuing the hymn-for-Sundays series] Having fasted, Jesus, hungry heard the tempter tell him to ‘Turn the stones to bread, for You are God the...
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Residual of 9-11
steel girders now abridged charter scraps of mercantile pride subsumed 'neath the ashes of freedom's altar veiled limbs dissected, liberated...
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The Long and Spectacular Life of Agnes Magnusdottir 8
Extract from The Ministry of Complaints The sound was quite spectacular. Hans faked one enormous sneeze and then another. The tears running down his...
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Dreams of Fish &Chips
As a small child a trip to the Fish & Chip shop was a Saturday night treat I never tired of in the Sixties
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The Scarecrow Of Barrenfield
The Scarecrow Of Barrenfield by Paul McCann The town of Barrenfield was just a very recent place that sprung up in the Vale of Black Bracken that was...
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WebWorld (5.7)
Well, this isn’t the story of how I died. If it was, I wouldn’t be here to tell it. Maybe Zara would have told it from the best of what she knew, how...
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"Willow's Tail" 17
“How do you know where I live?” Perfidia asked the purple suited, delivery man with venom in her tone. “The poor delivery man’s eyes widened with...
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As I Sit
As I Sit and contemplate at my favorite space upon a fallen log older than time scarred beyond recognition in a nearby forest full of shared dreams...
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"Willow's Tail" 16
Perfidia walked down the stairs but hearing voices coming from the kitchen she stopped to listen.One of those voices had her hovering in indecision...
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Troubles
The wee light oan the answer machine’s flashin when ah get back in fae the shoaps. Bloody pathetic, ah know, but it gies me a wee tinge ay excitement...
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The Office Goth
My name is Lorraine Denning, I am a retired office manager and I like to think, an amateur author, not published yet, but there are lots of websites...
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Trespass
The signs told me it was trespass and the adults of my childhood warned me it was dangerous and to play so close to the line could leave me mute and...
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A Candle and the Wind
In which Josiah and Archibald debate the merits (or otherwise) of complementary therapies.
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The highwayman
When summer’s fingers next caress the nascent earth I will become a highwayman, weaving a great dappled stallion between the tailback of camper-vans...
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METHOD OF THINKING
We all know and are aware of the fact that there is a method or a way of doing everything ; even from a small act to a complex one. Unless we adopt a...
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19.4 Thistledown
After lunch, Thomas Cyril took her to a private lounge attached to the master bedroom. There were two chaises placed on a thick rug. She sat down...
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WebWorld (5.6)
We were under water. Or it felt as if we were something like that. We were through the looking glass, out the back end of the wardrobe, on the other...
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