The Lady On A Tuesday

The journey of life is a bit like being on on a train . We don't choose the passengers and when they get on or off .

Memories are made of this

It's obvious that you haven't talked this barmy idea through-two blind folk talking of marriage, I have never heard the like!"
Cherry

Jesus Christ and the googly bowler

His nickname on the local cricket circuit was Jesus Christ, because of the way he was frequently resurrected from the dead, the umpire's raised finger suddenly withdrawn following a fearsome glare inf

On A Positive Note

My coffee turned out Good and strong My tea bag isn't torn The vodka has more Life to it And I don't feel much worn I wonder where This all will go And which direction take
Cherry

Dwellers of the New World: Chapter One (Pt 1)

The story begins.

Dwellers of the New World Prologue

Continuing the story of the chosen ones with a prologue.

Magic

"It feels like a ghost house." Aislinn said with a shiver.

Chosen Ones In the Beginning

I am continuing the story of the Chosen Ones, so this is just a little intro to how it all began.

A Long Time Ago

brook trout and sweet smells of summer calling

The Trunk Murderer

It was nearly three weeks after the funeral before I could bear to go through Chrissie’s things.

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