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The Last Train

She had missed the last train and there was only one person she could see on the opposite train platform, walking briskly towards the station after a train going the other direction had stopped and started again. She was now … Continue reading

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The Loop

  To his horror, he realized he’d been this way before, but it had been a dream then, and it was very very real now, as the road curved to the right and then to the left.Β  He slowed his … Continue reading

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The Well in the Garden

There was a legend about the well in the garden and he knew about it from whispers here and there but his grandmother told him that he would be told the whole legend when he was ready. “When am I … Continue reading

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Mischka and the Tree

There was something not quite right about the window. He looked at it again. What was wrong?Β  Ah, he thought. Mischka has pushed one of the window slats out of line. He reached over his desk and pushed the slat … Continue reading

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Lucinda and the Barn

  They say everyone who looks into their family history will find a secret sooner or later. My sister sat down with my grandfather shortly before he died and asked him about his life and relatives and anything he might … Continue reading

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Pie and Ice Cream

He sat alone in the coffee shop by the window. Cold grey sleet made a ticky ticky sound on the glass before it turned to water and ran like tears down the pane. Loosely he held the hot cup in … Continue reading

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Come Back To Me

He was stunned – the stranger in front of him looked exactly like the girl he’d been dreaming about. He’d had the dream for weeks now, the same dream each time.Β  He was sitting on a bus dreamily staring out … Continue reading

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