Tag: #mywriting
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The Day the Skyfel: Neighboring Strangers
On the coffee table sat a drawing of the cemetery. Ric turned a little to get a better view of it. It was an excellent drawing, like a photo but with more emotion, not happy emotion, but peace, silence, and loss. He glanced back at her face. She was still staring out the window. He…
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Out of the Darkness
Katie could hear her name being spoken. And she could feel something cold in her eye. It hurt. She moaned and tried to turn away. Myles heard her moan a second time. “Katie, it’s me Myles,” He said a little louder this time. Katie heard his voice, and she opened her eyes. She looked at…
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For Ransom
Later Brooke and he would go for walks, or just sit at the park. It was that week, the first time they had kissed. They had spent the day together, volunteering first, and then she had taken him up on the other side of the valley and showed him another view of the city. She…
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The Doctor and the Lawyer
In her memory, she watched Calvin leave the house that night as she sat in her car, terrified of getting out and going into the house till he was gone. But he didn’t go right away. In fact he sat there a few minutes before driving away. She would never know what he had done.…
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The Day the Skyfel: Slave
To him it didn’t matter. If she needed the sleep she had all the time in the world. He would not rush her. The surrounding silence had encouraged him. Maybe the fourth man had been killed or left the area. Donte wasn’t scared of him. He was only concerned for Mia. If the man still…
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