Hebrews 13: 1-2_Happy Birthday, Loola_The Knife Thrower_BUT FORTHE KINDNESS OF STRANGERS
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Hebrews 13: 1-2
[Note: This is linked to" Microcosm" # 15、 ]The sound of crushed glass under his feet cuts Lou off of daydreaming. A single broken pane with jagged glass teeth around the frame and room enough for an arm to slide in and reach for the handle. But the window is shut. " Might be a trick. The fucker could still be inside". He feels a lump constricting his throat and his mind quickly races back to the image of the man shuffling his battered boots out of the city. When their eyes met, Lou felt as if shards of ice pried open the windows of his mind. The man studied him, carefully, reading every corne...
Happy Birthday, Loola
Trigger Warning: Really bad things (murder) happen to a really bad guy (sexual predator, bully, stalker)The two servers walked around the lush backyard, collecting the detritus from the party. It was a beautiful garden, obviously curated by professionals, and trimmed to within an inch of its horticultural life. But both women had been working since early afternoon, and it was now close to three a.m. They were exhausted, and wanted to go home.“Man, for a bunch of rich people, they sure are slobs,” commented Ramona, the taller of the two. She was in her mid-twenties, tall and lithe, with an athl...
The Knife Thrower
Kendra spun around. People, colorful striped tents, numerous stands, and yet more people. Ugh, so many people and yet she seemed to be the only person who didn't know where she was supposed to go. She passed a blown up slide, and took a minute to watch a www.onedoor.cckid slide down, squealing gleefully the whole time. Some other day she would have taken a turn herself, but she wasn't here for entertainment today. "Miss, buy one get one free." It took several no's and tight smiles to get the popcorn salesman to move on. Wait....a blue and white striped tent. A real smile lifted her lips. Finaly! She'd found...
BUT FORTHE KINDNESS OF STRANGERS
"Oh my God! I can't believe I'm not hurt! That deer ran out right in front of my car. It could have killed me!" Amanda said, her voice shaking. She looked around in a daze. "I never thought I'd thank a fence for being my door stop. I could have driven right into that huge tree, but running into the fence was lucky. I'm not hurt much, I don't think." She stopped and did a quick assessment of herself. As she did so, she felt a little trickle on her forehead. Still shaking, she ran her fingers gently up around her hairline and her hand came away with blood on it. "Ouch," she said out loud. "That ...