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My stories

Cherry

Small Tales for the Hurried - Number 3

She stood at the open coffin and stared. After a few moments she asked the mortician if she could have some time alone with the deceased. “By all means,” he said.

Small Tales for the Hurried - Number Two

He tried to stay focused. He had the girl in the red polka-dot dress in his sights. She was on the other side of the street, dancing alone to an unknown tune.

Small Tales for the Hurried - Number One

Jules blew a few scorching notes on his harmonica and watched the commuters rush for the morning train. No one slowed to listen. The train screeched to a halt and all boarded.

Tax Invasion - IP

Had to make several corrections. This is what happens when you write at work. I'm always looking over my shoulder. Sorry for other errors I may have made.
Cherry

The House That Had a Gentle Heart - Part 7

Jekyll and Hyde slithered about in Rusty’s backpack until they fell upon the open box of Hot Tamales - Rusty’s favorite candy.

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