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Story The Christmas Mansion Mystery ( Part One ) skinner_jennifer296 years 11 months ago
StoryDecember 25th 3014 bill of the beach212 years 5 months ago
StoryBilly five donkeys and the red fandango continued bill of the beach312 years 5 months ago
StoryBilly Five Donkeys and The Red Fandango bill of the beach212 years 5 months ago
StoryBack Home bill of the beach712 years 5 months ago
StoryAn Encounter With Joceylyn bill of the beach312 years 5 months ago
Collection2013 collection bill of the beach012 years 5 months ago
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CollectionStories written in 2011 bill of the beach012 years 5 months ago
StoryRed Horse bill of the beach012 years 6 months ago
StoryPilgrimage bill of the beach212 years 6 months ago
StoryTake A Picture Of The Lighthouse bill of the beach312 years 11 months ago
StoryThe girl in the blue dress Judygee513 years 12 months ago
StoryJust Be bill of the beach414 years 1 month ago
StoryThe hardest thing shep53771814 years 1 month ago
StoryNot Exactly Louisiana bill of the beach714 years 1 month ago
StoryBefore it rained. guggy914 years 1 month ago
StoryWho's the boss? guggy614 years 1 month ago
StoryAmazon fights - Part one of Mother Nature's Errant Children shep5377714 years 2 months ago
StoryA Bit of a Domestic 1 oldpesky1914 years 2 months ago
StoryGhost MaliciousMudkip414 years 2 months ago
StoryWe Must Do Something About Dad bill of the beach1014 years 2 months ago
StoryA DAY TO REMEMBER....OR JUST FORGET!! Miss Polly914 years 2 months ago

My stories

Cherry

An Encounter With Joceylyn

David Plumb hangs by his neck from a hook on a door in the sunlit room of a studio flat. He’s bitten deep into an orange forced into his mouth and now it bursts out like a small balloon.

Red Horse

He is a grey man. Side-step him on a busy street and you’re faintly aware of his passing no more than that.
Cherry

Take A Picture Of The Lighthouse

Here the red Carr stone cliffs are millions of years old, full of iron oxide, red because they’re rusting.
Cherry

Just Be

Midnight, she sat cradling the last gulp of Merlot; Miranda cast her eyes over this lissom adroit man.

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