The bedroom window frames the backyard. Blue sky, green grass, old oak tree. Once, a tire swing dangled from its strongest branch. I cannot think of the right words. Once, a boy scaled its wide trunk. I cannot express the whirl of emotions. Once, a family held a picnic under its…
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Shifters, Vampires, and Star-crossed Lovers
your coat red and black plaid fleece-lined steel buttons fuzzy pockets filled with hidden treasures candy wrappers sticky pennies crushed flowers gifts…
Hi there. I’m glad you’re awake. No, you don’t know me. We kinda met at the diner. Um, you waited on me last Tuesday? No, no. I understand. I’m not the…
and you can leave your world behind...we can chat...we can chat...
Ginny Hayes crept out of her room and into the dimly lit corridor. She paused, scanning the hall for the hawk-eyed Nurse Calloway. She tightened the…
Halloween Hunt “But why can’t I trick or treat, mama?” asked my littlest girl. “It’s not safe, honey. Not this year.” I looked up at the darkening sky…
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