Daisy Chain_Her Reflections_Flames of Redemption_And Some Left For Breakfast
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Daisy Chain
Human nature is potentially aggressive and destructive and potentially orderly and constructive.~ Margaret MeadLara was going through some old high school and college work. She was wary of getting them out because they always created a mixture of emotions.“That was so long ago.”It was, in more ways than one. “I don’t remember writing that.” A shudder. Maybe a cringe. Memory gap.If we all could recall everything we’ve written, we’d be going around trying to find three quarters of it, so we could gather it up, then burn it or shred it.“I can see now why I got such a low grade.”Funny how it gets ...
Her Reflections
I wipe the fog off the bathroom mirror and my mind.This is the end, isn’t it?Well, I am going to go out with a bang.“Isn’t it wonderful how they have finally settled down? I’ve been following their story right from the beginning. So inspiring. If two people who are so different can commit to living their lives together, for better or for worse, then I think our chances are quite good. We already have so much in common, right?”No reply. He is distant. Well, more distant than usual. Distance is part and parcel of his world. When you are worth millions, an invisible “do not cross” line automatica...
Flames of Redemption
Flames licked the soffit that ran along the underside of the roof, long thin fingers slid upward and touched the outer edge of the shingles. Asphalt dripped as the shingleswww.onedoor.cc began to curl into themselves. The siding beneath the soffit turned the color of toasted marshmallows and began to peel away as sirens wailed out into the dim morning light. Standing side by side across the road, their arms crossed and their heads tilted in the same direction, Darian and Tess watched as the house was engulfed in flames. “Well that was unexpected.” Darian’s words were nearly lost as the supporting walls crum...
And Some Left For Breakfast
My brother didn’t say anything about me being late as I slid into the seat opposite him. That was an unexpectedly positive start.“Evening,” I said. “Been here long?”Still nothing. He just smiled and slid a menu over to me.“Thanks,” I said. “I think I’ll order a drink first.”I raised my hand and ordered some wine, then opened the menu and we discussed pizza toppings for a while.“I suppose I could get a steak,” I said.“You don’t want a pizza?” he asked, a little high pitched.“Of course I want pizza,” I said. “You don’t come to Atlas for the ambiance.”He shook his head. “Shall we get a couple t...