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Saying Goodbye to Grace
Ginger packed Grace’s things in a shoe box. A photo of she and Grace at the beach. A tatterd Elmo doll and Grace’s pearl-studded dog collar.
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A Boy Can
Harry stared down the bowl of alphabet soup, blowing on the steamy morsels until the words, ‘a boy can’ appeared.
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Writing in the Dark
“What are you doing in here?” said Margaret. “I’m writing,” said Johnny. Johnny adjusted himself on the toilet seat and turned the page of his notebook. Margaret turned on the light.
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Dear Barking Dog
Dear barking dog at the end of the street, I hate you. I don’t know who you are, or which house you live in, but I hate you just the same.
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The Ghosts of Marylebone Station
One night, many years ago, I was out having a couple of beers with my dad, when he blurted out, “When I die, I want my ashes scattered across Abbey Road.”
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