Ch. 1 A Life Undetermined
Arianna lives her life on the streets, stealing for a living. When she steals from the wrong person, she finds herself in a level of trouble that she has never encountered before.
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ORNITHOLOGICAL ORCHESTRA
for the birds
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Snippets
Tommy Jenkins was so scared of ghosts hiding beneath his bed at night that he used to leave his head under the bed to keep watch while he slept.
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Tales from the Santa Claus Tavern - Part 3
I had to get out my edit broom and clean things up a bit. “Extra! Extra! Read all about it! People Not Saying Christmas Anymore!”
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Winning Minnie
A sort of 'love story.' Two middle aged people suddenly discover it's time.
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AT GUN POINT AND OTHER STORRIES
Brief résumé; when a top secret gunman is assigned to assassinate a Multi Billionaire, he starts up by watching his target closely. Least does it occur to him that he is not the only gunman involved, Watch out; not too familiar words used in some parts of this story, Check out the Grocery at the end of the story,
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One Way Street
Love is a two way street , if you work together you'll get there in the end
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FEAST
translated from my french poem A Pleine Bouche
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Being the Other Woman
It's a new world these days ...
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Turkey dinner
He wraps his hands around her throat: A candle about to die Black feathers in hand, almost smote; With daggers bloody goodbye. Then like a male she droop wings But not in courtship display.
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