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Bedtime Story / When we were kids, three of us shared a bedroom. It made bedtime a highly sociable occasion. My brother was six and a year my elder. He and I shared a big double bed and it was an I’ll-scratch-your-back
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by Windhover 13700 words, on Sep 27 1:21 AM 2006. In Mystery - some humour thrown in, Psychological intrigue
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by Windhover 600 words, 1 comment, on Jun 24 5:31 PM 2006
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How does a mother do that?
How do you shove your six year old daughter out of the car that’s taking you and your new lover to the airport – and a one –w -
FLIGHT of the BUMBLE-BEE
The bumble-bee that had strayed into the claustrophobic backroom we were working in that day was a monster. And my fifteen year-old had issues with
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