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Open the Door, Let the Sun In
Darren checked the bathroom, but it was over quickly. Next, he searched the bedroom to the left. Eventually, Darren found Lea cowering in the closet. He had almost overlooked her presence in the dark. But pale feet gave her away. “Lea…” He spoke softly, pushing into the closet. “Why are you hiding?” He crouched and…
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Moment by Moment
“We better go. At least, you better go. Your mom is going to be back soon, and I don’t want you to get sick.” He gazed down at her, regretting each word spoken. “When you say get sick, do you mean like catch a cold?” Katherine squinted up at him and smiled. “It’s going to rain.” He replied, pulling away.…
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The Day of Skyfel
Suddenly, an idea popped into his head. He knew there was only one chance to fire the weapon and Madeline was too far away to be confident about striking her on the first shot. So, Leo opened his mouth and spoke. “Hey, Madeline, can I ask you something? ” He had spotted some papers lying…
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NEIGHBORING STRANGERS
“Katana!” Her aunt bellowed. Katana stopped in the doorway. She turned slowly to look at her aunt. Her aunt was on her feet, arms crossed. She didn’t say anything. There was nothing to say. Her aunt was the one that had called her. “Katana, I have just about had it. You come in here, I…
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The Doctor and the Lawyer
Victor noticed Zoe’s facial expressions changing from confusion to panic. Victor followed her gaze and found himself staring at a smiling image of Zoe, seemingly younger, onscreen. Victor grabbed the remote and hit the button to boost the volume. “According to the Alameda County Police Department, Martin was last seen leaving a house on the…
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The Doctor and the Lawyer
When her head finally lifted, it was almost dark. A few rays of twilight were still shining in the sky. But that wasn’t what her eyes became fixated on. Rather, Zoe could see a glimmer in the house just behind the curtains. It wasn’t the usual glow of the living room lights. No, this was…
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Day of the Skyfel: Ground Zero
Now available: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0BXNRG92G/ref=nodl_?dplnkId=8537a32f-388e-40d7-b117-1468013d9bec But Ana was slowly slipping. The woman had ahold of her right ankle. It burned and felt as though someone was being yanked off her body, tearing flesh and bone. Ana was gritting her teeth and holding on with every ounce of strength she had, but the woman was also yanking with…
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