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She shifted her bulky black handbag to the other shoulder, tucked her dull brown hair behind her ears, straightened her spine, gave her ann
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The smell of fresh-brewed coffee is following me around today; the scent catches me unaware as I walk, as I lean over the desk and my hair
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The Salted Caper / There were a bunch of hooligans from Central High standing at the checkout of the ACME grocery bugging Annie again. It w
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Chapter Seven: The cliff dweller's hideaway
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The Afterward / In Gateways through the Penumbra there are three major female figures representing the three fates that spin the "wheel of
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Chapter Six: Bantuu Islands and the Outsider’s Cove / The old woman sat quietly, working silver wires into fantastical shapes at the back o
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Chapter Five: Otherlands / Note: I am working on a bit more in the beginning where the following happens...[I see 'celia, fight with her, s
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Chapter Four: Hunting Aces / Jack flooded my mind with his memories, I saw and I felt along with him as he struggled to control the connect
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Chapter One: Land of fog and rain / Under extreme duress, which you will no doubt hear about later, I promised Jack I would write a book ab
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Chapter Three: Donnelly, home of the Light Brigade / Through the long hours of the night I played an evil game of hide-and-seek with the sh
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The next chapters / 1890- / He twisted the silver bullets, removing them one by one. His normally flat brown eyes with their almost friendl
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Today we had lunch at Denny's which has become one of our usual haunts. I told you about how Mike lost his job and how hard that makes everything at home and how I'm getting tired of always having to struggle to try to make e
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Dear Joanne, / I was thinking of you today and I wanted to write you; it will have to be “care of the universe” since we haven’t seen each
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"Ooh, ooh, what did you get?" the tall man with the long nose said excitedly. / "Get?" the guy in front of him questioned. / "What's your c
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According to the employment manual of the Light Brigade, there are doorways between alternate realities in Earth and from Earth to
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During my last incarnation on Earth I was a man, a very bad man. No, I didn't kill people, but I did lie and manipulate other souls. I took
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"Mommy!" Orion yelled, "I can only find one sock! Help!"
Mommy came down the stairs balancing toast with jam and Orion's Spidey lunchbox
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The adventures of sample girl- true stories about the unique slice of life as seen from behind the sample table. / #8 – Sitting in the end
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The adventures of sample girl- true stories about the unique slice of life as seen from behind the sample table. / #7 – Grilled cheese wit
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#6 - Dear Muslim shoppers, tonight we're offering free samples of ham! Please come again! / Before each sampling job we “samplers” get a ni
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#5 Mmmm, honey, shimp and seafood Rangoon for dinner tonight! / After a hard day of telling parents how “healthy” sugar-filled cereal bars
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#4 - Fruit Bars / As sample girl, I’m technically supposed to try whatever I’m giving out that day so that I can honestly tell customers wh
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#3 – You mean to tell me little elves don’t cut the cantaloupe zigzags? / Even before I became sample girl I was something of a girl Friday
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The adventures of sample girl- true stories about the unique slice of life as seen from behind the sample table. / #2- I’m always the first
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The adventures of sample girl- true stories about the unique slice of life as seen from behind the sample table. / This summer, school was
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I'm always the smart one that doesn't quite fit in anywhere. / My saving grace is that I understand all kinds of people. I can talk to anyo
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I nominate stories for the spotlight not because I think they are great literature, great examples of writing or complete stories, but because they are different, unique, interesting or entertaining. / I nominate stori
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"Don't you know it's 10 o'clock? They're waiting for you in there!" / The man was in a perfectly pressed black suit, with his bright red "p
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My first teachers name was Mrs. Reep. / It was kindergarten at Peace River Elementary and life was wonderful. School was so much fun, my te
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It was second grade and I was in Mrs. Brugerman's class. It was my first year at Englewood Elementary and I really missed my old school and
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Desert Stones is a story about young man traveling through the desert to Egypt to find five blue standing stones that were stolen from the sacred circle protected by his tribe. The theft angered the ancient gods who have thre
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Space holder for story as I'm typing!
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Space holder for story I'm typing up...
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