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The Well in the Garden

Posted on July 9, 2018 by

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

Posted on April 25, 2018 by

There was something not quite right about the window. He looked at it again. What was wrong?  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

Posted on March 14, 2018 by

  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

Posted on February 6, 2018 by

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

Posted on November 1, 2017 by

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.  He was sitting on a bus dreamily staring out … Continue reading →

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Stuck

Posted on October 27, 2017 by

“It’s so lovely to meet you!” It was said in a way that immediately made him feel special, the long-lost family member.  She came out of one of the dark corners of the room and into the light of the … Continue reading →

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SlimJim

Posted on October 5, 2017 by

I could hear my dad’s voice but I couldn’t see him since I was lying on my side facing the desert. “Don’t hurt my boy.  I will give you anything you want.” I was duct-taped, naked, freezing, and had a … Continue reading →

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