In the middle of an ending world, on the edge of a burning town, in the corner of a creaking house, the small frame of Lucy Manning sat curled up. She was in such a deep sleep, snores echoing from the ... [+]
When she left him, it wasn’t a moment too soon. She had stayed for far too long but couldn’t imagine her life any other way. She felt stuck. Stuck where she lived. Stuck in this situation. Stuck ... [+]
I was taking one of my favorite strolls along the river, when I heard a little girl scream up ahead. Two or three people were beating and kicking somebody on the ground. I heard someone threaten the ... [+]
Vada felt the first drops of rain hit her on the top of her head. It reminded her that she had left her straw hat down by the creek. She had thought about it earlier, when she saw the clouds ... [+]
Courage isn't always the things we do; sometimes, it's the things we don't.
It wasn't an extempore decision. Perhaps, if it had been, the incident wouldn't haunt him as much as it does. He can
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Old woman dreaming -
Things always come to hush you,
but dance anyway.
You are having the dream again. It is the one you have been dreaming your whole life - that dream you long to hold
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“I don’t know,” she said, twisting the pendant on her necklace.
“Alright,” he said. “What about this one?”
“I don’t know,” she repeated.
He leaned on the desk
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Butch Armstrong was well past the prime of any ordinary man. Especially by the hyper-speed measuring stick of a professional football quarterback. But Butch was no ordinary man.
His pigskin
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It was here. The day she had dreaded for the last six months. Today an era would end, and she was not ready. She was not ready for the certain loneliness that would follow such a devastating ... [+]
After Hurricane Christine struck northern Florida Noland Murphy and his family were left devastated with no place to call home, no food to feel their believes and no one tot turn to for any help ... [+]
“You have some real courage little missy,” my father said right before he walked out of my life forever.
That day I couldn’t find the words tell him I was sorry, to tell him what I had
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The spell was broken. Now all that was left to do was find the strength to get himself out of this mess but Niklaus Alistair was digging his own grave. Literally.
There was a devil, rathe
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You are dead already. Do not let this fact scare you. Embrace it.
Soon, summer will sweep you away, and you will be at the mercy of the wind. You will float along highways, maybe across a car o
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The café has a hard bite to the air instead of the soft, rich scent it should—burnt espresso, sweat, and hopelessness. And you’re already there, relaxed, perched at a high top. ... [+]
When I close my eyes and lay down in bed, all I can hear is the sound of tires screeching, and I can feel the impact of the car. I shoot up from my bed panting and sweating. My mom rushes into my ... [+]
