My daughter and I watched the wedding planner.
A moment earlier, a few seconds before we were to enter the chamber where the ceremony was to take place, a fire alarm went off and a recorded
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Dawn wasn’t sure where she was going or why she had left her friend’s party in such a rush, but instinct told her to keep driving. A familiar exit came along on her right and without thinking, she ... [+]
It was 8 a.m. on an early St. Petersburg, Florida, morning. I always liked to get an early start on Saturdays. I grabbed my deck of Bicycle playing cards and a Beatles 8-track tape, “Sgt ... [+]
“Paolo, it’s time to get up.” My mother places her hand on my shoulder and wakes me up with a gentle shake. Her slender frame hovers over me like the lingering branches of a willow caressing the ... [+]
June 26th 2015 8:32 PM
I open my eyes to complete darkness. My heart is racing, blood pumping, with sweat rolling down my skin. The pressure is undeniable. I can’t breathe. I can’t speak. There
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My mind is racing. I hear every noise, yet I hear nothing. I can’t believe it has gotten to this point. I have so many questions for myself. Mostly angry questions. I don’t like this feeling. I ... [+]
The sun leaks through the cracked window, making it nearly impossible for me to peer outside this small car.
I close my eyes, desperately trying to forget the horror of the past year. Images of
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It was just any usual day at Garden City, Kansas. When the clock hit three P.M., three friends headed home on their school bus numbered thirteen. Nothing seem out of the ordinary but something was ... [+]
“Aimee,” called Mrs. Branson, “start serving dinner. The king is bringing his new bride.”
Aimee walked in from the setting up the dining room.
“Alright,” Aimee replied.
“I
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Waiting at a lover’s door for courage to alight, who would think to call me a coward? For me, it’s wisdom that keeps me at bay, a nature well-versed in courtship and circumstance. In my case I ... [+]
Houses have an ability to take on lives of their own, to becomes homes and to mirror the inhabitants within. Growing up, it was said that my house was haunted and none of my friends dared to spend the ... [+]
I can still back out. No one has a gun to my head. I can tell them I won't be doing it, and just walk out.
Can I really do this?
"There are a lot of things that sound like they
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Here and now. Under the sun. I never would have thought that this – this would be my endgame. Somewhere there must be, somewhere I must have, the resolution to see it through to the last move ... [+]
The moon was nice thought Ernest. Tomorrow it would be his job to kill that man and his family. That would not be nice, that would be anything but nice. But that was tomorrow. Right now, the moon, the ... [+]
Now, what was that word?
This happens daily now. I am writing something or speaking to my husband and what I want to say goes out of my head, or I can't come up with the right word. Right now I
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