Along The Highway

 

It's Great

Beautiful baby. Precious moment in time. “Be careful holding her With your big hands! She’s lucky to have her Mum’s nose and eyes.” It’s great being...
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The Journey Back

I had to go back: there were ghosts to kill. Only Johnny and I made the trip. Strange really: the oldest and youngest. Didn’t seem to mean anything...
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Like Collo Hadn't Warned Me

“He’s gonna stuff me.” “Don’t talk like that!” Collo grabbed my arms. “He’s just a twinkling fairy!” “Yeah, but he’s built like…” “You’re...
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I Saw My Old Mate Again

I couldn't see him… then the cloud shifted and there he was, glittering in the night sky, hovering over the greenhouse with his tail pointing to The...