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The Dunce Cap
“What do you mean you don’t know? I just told you. Just now,” he said. Mr. Ross was ever so cross. He looked as if he were going to implode. Jim Bob didn’t care if Mr. Ross was cross. He didn’t care what he had said. All he wanted were the answers questions so he… Read more
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The Expedition
The expedition would have led us straight to Piccadilly Circus in London, had it not been cancelled due to the protests surrounding the tube and other forms of public transport. It was nigh on impossible to participate in the frivolity Jeanie had planned for today. Her scheduled massage with Nigel was out of the question.… Read more
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Whisper
Eyes slashed around the dim room.candles flickered,curtains breathed in and out,long drawn out breaths, space, the air between words when the words are locked in boxes.And the keys are around the dragon’s neck. Impossible, improbable, unlikely to get a straight story Not easy, not willing-Probably under duressWill the real tale ever come out?let loose a… Read more
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The Open Book
“Don’t open that,” but the words came too late. Glass fell to the floor and shattered when he lifted the glass of the barrister bookcase. “I told you not to do that, didn’t I?” Sophie was already bending over, picking shards up from the floor. “Help me with this mess, will you?” Now that the… Read more
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Someplace Warm
“I’ve packed all the snacks,” said Celia. “I forgot the wine,” said Doug, “Can we stop at Kroger?” “Is it even open yet? It’s 6:30 in the morning.” Janet was aggravated. “I knew somebody would forget something. I got really great charcuterie boards to go with the wine for tonight and tomorrow to go with… Read more
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Escape
“Get out,” her brain screamed inside her head and her arms tingled, and her knees wobbled. She looked for the exit. The clock ticked. There were twenty five people between her and the door. Forty-five minutes between her and the end of the session. The room was silent save for the shuffle of the occasional… Read more
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A Journey With Frank Sinatra
The pile of vinyl records dropped one Frank Sinatra album onto the turntable. He crooned about Strangers in the Night, and I smiled in my sleep. The needle skipped and Snoopy and the Red Barron were fighting it out in the sky. The needle jumped to Bolero, it pranced around in my head, and a…
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Every storm runs out of rain
It wasn’t the right plant for the right place like she’d hoped.
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Elegant Last-Minute Wedding Look: My DIY Dress Disaster
I bought the perfect shoes to wear to my niece’s wedding. They were black leather with an inch and a half kitten heel. Just above the heel was a gold plate that made me glisten when I walked. But I didn’t have a dress, so I made one. I haven’t done any real sewing, not…
Devonne Brown 