My Childhood Home_The Landscaper Doesn't Care_The Bounty of Arborsang_'Beware of strangers&#
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My Childhood Home
PRESENT DAY…I looked at my house for the last time. Then I got in my car and drove off silently into the night.TWO MONTHS AGOI was sitting inside my living room, donned in a casual sweater and jeans, looking at the painted walls and the dusty paintings. I wanted to take one last look at them as I turned to the flyers in my hands. The flyers that were responsible for getting my house sold. The pictures of the interior of the house and the exterior flashed before my eyes. So much in life had changed yet the house that was reflected in these pictures looked the same as if it were built yesterday....
The Landscaper Doesn't Care
The Landscape Doesn’t CareMinnie was still recovering and short of breath from her bout with COVID-19 when she attended the first face-to-face meeting of the Innisfree Resident Council meeting since the disease had shut most activities down. Now that almost everyone on the campus of the retirement community was fully vaccinated, things were gradually opening up and momentum was growing for a celebration. Before she retired to Innisfree Landings, just off the Jersey shore, Dr. Arminda Byron had been the first African-American female high school principal in her suburban Philadelphia school sys...
The Bounty of Arborsang
The rising sun peeked over the Eastern mountainside on the quiet, verdant village of Arborsang. It was a small, secluded village nestled within a valley that could not be found, but would reveal itself to those who were invited. There was nothing magical about it, just remarkably obscure. You had to know where you were going. May had arrived and with it came summer. And with summer came time to harvest the Fruit of Arborsang. The Fruit could be found only in the tree known as Arborsang, and the only tree of its kind could be found in the eponymous village.Ryan opened the door to finwww.onedoor.ccd a small p...
'Beware of strangers'
It was way past midnight. I looked around me. I could see rows of empty chairs in the massive hall of the library, and it gave me a spooky feeling to know that except for me no one else was present.I was a regular member of this library especially during my exams. It was the oldest library in the town, and contained more than thousands books on shelves, that rose from the floor to ceiling.Being faraway from town, it was less frequented by the students.I lived in another part of the town, but preferred this library because it had all the books related to my subjects and a perfect ambiance.The...