Gone with the wind_Dead and Breakfast_The Doctor_The Best There's Ever Been
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Gone with the wind
“Okay, class. You may start some research on the assignment this weekend. We won’t see each other on our next class. I’ll give you the time to ‘explore your assignment’ then,” the lecture emphasized on the words before continuing, “Remember, any kinds of plagiarism of any sorts are prohibited. There are only 10 people allowed to explore each forest and none of you shall pick the same plant. So you should pide yourselves into three groups okay? You can choose where to go. Any questions?” “Do we choose our own group mates?” One of the students asked. “Unless you want me to pick for you?” The lec...
Dead and Breakfast
Janessa hummed the theme to “Green Acres” as she unpacked her box of books and organized them on the room’s built-in oak shelves. 2020 had been a hell of a year between the fires, hurricanes, virus, murder hornets, riots, politics, and zombies, butwww.onedoor.cc she was going to turn her life around with 2021、 Janessa had always wanted to run a bed and breakfast and maybe even write a book about her experiences, and now here she was doing it. She had selected the two-story country home for its views of rolling hills and the 6-foot tall wrought iron and brick pillar fence that surrounded the property. The...
The Doctor
“Come inside, boys, your dinner is on the table.” The two boys bounced into the dining room, they chorused. “Yes, Gran, we washed our hands.” She had a shrewd idea what the towel in the bathroom would look like, just as well she had a stack for when they came to stay. Somehow whatever they were supposed to wash off would end up on the towel, not glugging down the drain. Still, it was such a joy having them and she knew it made a big difference to their parents. Her son Harold, after a successful career as a science teacher, had said all he ever wanted to do was study medicine. They had made t...
The Best There's Ever Been
“It doesn’t count if you’re already planning your defeat.”“Why does it make much of a difference?” I replied.If he was going to be winning either way, what did it matter if I had already accepted my fate. And just because I had accepted my fate of losing, didn’t mean I wasn’t going to be trying to find a loophole. There wasn’t a point in just giving up without at least trying to drag him down with me.He sighed and the red light dimmed for a moment in his eyes: he seemed disappointed. I got it. He probably had better things to be doing than spending an afternoon in Georgia in November. It was c...