"Chris, I'm warning you," Bud said softly.

It was a worringly hot summer's day when the doorbell rang. A doorbell that plays 'We wish you a Merry Christmas' seemed like a good idea six months ago, but things change, people change.

He ran up the ladder and 'ad 'er.

A re-write on an old one

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Some people never recover. Still, it tugs at my heart and I remember the guilt of receiving his clumsy love letter.

She was not his, yet he claimed her for himself. when you owe the devil himself your life, he will show no mercy...

It takes twenty four minutes for me to realise I am loved.