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8.2 Underthings

On a Tuesday it was, Club Rehendi was set again to perform at LH and Muaz was told to stay out of it. He did not want to be in it in the first place...

Silas Nash Book 1 Hush Hush Honeysuckle: Chapter 4

The next day coffee shop-girl—Paige—was still on his mind. Thinking about a pretty girl was easier than thinking about a dead nanny. Despite that, he...
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Goatie 15

At night, the prison was quiet as a pay phone off the hook. I tugged at the sheet. Guards had beaten me. Now they set out to humiliate and had me...

Silas Nash Book 1 Hush Hush Honeysuckle Chapter 3 (b)

Max turned the radio on, and it irritated him. The presenter talked about a rockstar dying yesterday and said they’d have some great music and time...
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Good old days

My writing class was given the task of writing on the theme of waves. This was my effort ‘Dad, I’ve got your favourite. One of those jam doughnuts...

8.1 Underthings

The dancers stepped down from the boat to LH shore and crossed the sandy beach to the reception and bar sheltered in a single bungalow. The roof...

The Viscous Hold of Jam

I wrote this earlier this morning, for the IP but adapted to fit something I need. The town was rotting like fallen fruit. The only place Tammy felt...
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Silas Nash Book 1 Hush Hush Honeysuckle Chapter 3 (a)

Max came out of the hospital entrance, sat on a bench and sobbed. People stared at him as they passed, and one old lady said, ‘Oh, dear,’ but didn’t...
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Goatie 14

Sometimes you’re aware of an absence when you come round. Sometimes, but less often, a presence. He wasn’t much to look at. Shaved cue-ball head...
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Silas Nash book 1 Hush Hush Honeysuckle chapter 2

Maxwell Jones was invincible. Nothing could touch him. He couldn’t be killed because, at twenty-eight, he was already dead. He had a brain tumour,...
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