Making Faces (story)

After supper that night, Leah helped with the dishes. Without even being asked. She made a face at first. But it was not scary as usual.

Dinosaurs in my Bed? (2nd version story)

Now his backpack was hidden under the blankets. It was filled with favorite toys, games and comic books. Even “Panda” bear he had since the age of two.
Cherry

Travels on my own: Your Woman in Hong Kong

The Prodigal Daughter Returns...again.

punk poem written on a bus.

A shuddering start... Tattered scraps upon the floor A busted light and sweet laces Couples in close company Turquoise smiles with long lashes from hoodies with goodies
Cherry

No Lilies for Sophie

Tomorrow was all she ever asked for.
Gold cherry

Ex - the story of the boating pond incident

"You assaulted a swan and a duck" said Finn, falteringly. "I think you'll find that they started it" replied Daniel's mother, plucking out one of many feathers currently entangled in her hair.

One + One = Two (story)

David began jumping around, waving his arms and chasing Robin. Some people hung out of windows, not wanting to miss anything.

Dwellers of the New World Chapter Three ( Pt 4 )

An afternoon at Crystal Grove, doesn't quite go to plan.

I’m no good at cooking while talking (IP)

A widow with a nervous disposition, oppressed with loneliness, depression, accepting proffered invitation to come to have some lunch with me. Hard work to keep up conversation

Pedigree Crush with a Twist of Passion Chapter eleven.

Day of Judgement

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