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Robber Baron
It was a cavernous room, three storeys high with a soaring, skylit ceiling and hundreds of ornately framed paintings crowding the walls. The house had been built in 1899, with this room a conscious echo of the illustrious Mrs Astor’s ballroom, though considerably smaller. While the old Astor mansion had been torn down in 1926, the Carroll House, a few blocks North, remained sentinel on 5th Avenue, guarding the old ways from the crop of luxury apartment buildings springing up around it; scarcely filling the foundations of the gilded age mansions they were replacing. The Carroll House yet resist...
The Secret is Out
The Secret is OutBedford adjusted his shirt until the row of buttons was nice and straight. He brushed off his pants for the third time and glanced in the full-length mirror to check on his hair. Everything looked great, and he was ready to leave his small apartment.Except..Upon closer inspection, he noticed a small wrinkle developing near his right eye. Just a small one, but it looked weird and not at all natural. People would point at him as he went on his daily walk. Most of his friends and neighbors would notice right off. People were like that."I can fix it," Bedford muttered to himself.B...
Bake-off Bonus: Love
I arrived at the Applefield Country Christmas Cookie Bake-off Invitational early. I had a lot to do! My shop, Ginny’s Cookie Jar, has participated in this festival every November for the last 20 years. Because I now have celiac disease, my bakery has switched to gluten free treats. I inherited the shop about 5 years ago when my Aunt passed away. I’d worked with Aunt Ginny, since I was a kid. Aunt Ginny’s passion for baking fostered my love for the baking business. We have always been a family run business therefore family pride was on the line at this bake-off. I thought a vintage Christm...
An Eternity
Ashley felt Oaklynn’s small, sticky hand slip away from hers. She heard a small, pitiful whine fall out of Oaklynn’s ice cream covered mouth, and by the time that Ashley had whipped around to look behind her, her tiny six year old girl was enveloped in the large crowd. Ashley immediately felt sick, her stomach dropping to the very bottom of her feet. She could feel bile rising in throat, she wanted to throw up. The giant Los Angeles crowd gulped her right up, surrounding her small form and blocking her from seeing her daughter's long, blonde www.onedoor.cchair and lightly freckled skin. She began pushing th...