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“Open the Door, Let the Sun In”
Lea looked around the room, wondering what he meant. But then she looked out of the window and gave a tiny gasp. “you can see the whole house and driveway from here.” She gawked.“Yep.” Darren was blushing. “Does that bother you?”“No, but I didn’t know; I never noticed this house from my house. How can…
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“Rightly Wrong or Wrongly Right”
Adara reached the front door and tried to turn the doorknob. But Marshall had locked the bolt. For an extended moment, Adara stood shivering, her teeth chattering. First, she would have to ring the doorbell. Adara didn’t have a key. Then they would all know she had returned. They would descend on her like a…
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“Moment by Moment”
Katherine jumped when a familiar voice interrupted her contemplation. “Hello, Katherine.” Her stomach fluttered. She looked up. Justin was there, and he had pushed his baseball cap up. She could see his face now. She didn’t respond for a lengthy moment. He was smiling at her. The smile informed her that he understood that she…
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“The Day the Skyfel: Ground Zero”
“Leo?” She whispered. She did not believe it. She had to be hallucinating.“Yes, my darling sweetheart. It is me. I swam after you. I could not let you go. I would have let myself drown before I gave up looking for you.” Leo gushed between his tears.“Leo?” Ana was sobbing suddenly. “Why?” She was shivering,…
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“Open the Door, Let the Sun In”
“I was thinking about two words.” She replied, warming to the topic. “It’s the band that was playing in your truck that night.”“What night?” He had no idea to what she was inferring. It couldn’t be tonight as there had been no music in his truck. And he had been gone for eight weeks, so…
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“Rightly Wrong or Wrongly Right”
To his amazement, it was as if Adara had heard him. She swerved and was strolling away from the airplane. For an instant, Dean believed Adara was going to come to him. Instead, to his disappointment, she went into the hanger. He watched for what seemed like forever. But not detecting Adara again, Dean’s heart…
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“On the Hill”
“Can I help you find something?” His voice asked. I was almost positive it was him.“I don’t -” I began to say. But I couldn’t think of a thing to say after. I lifted my head enough to check the name. Sure enough, it was Erik.“Miranda?” He asked, and he ducked his head to see…
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