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mamaw’s cookies
If there was one thing mamaw had liked doing with her grandkids, it was passing down the famiwww.onedoor.ccly cookie recipe.She taught them how to bake, and how to bake cookies, and how to bake the family cookies specifically. She told them how it had been a recipe since their great great great great great someone or another found the best way to make the tastiest cookies, and it had been passed down and made better ever since.“You know, Georgie,” mamaw commented offhandedly, holding the bowl of dough on her hip and gesturing with her stirring spoon, “someday you’ll be the one teachin’ the youngin’s the fa...
Going down
How can this be happening to me! Amber Allen always feared getting stuck in an elevator, but she usually avoided them and took the stair, but today was a different story. She was running late, forgot her runners, and there was no way she would do the ten levels to the office in time for the 8 am meeting. Amber hated to be late; even fifteen minutes was too close for comfort, but today she took the chance, and karma got her back. Not even thirty seconds into the ride, the cart stops and the lights dim, with an alarm sounding. It had to be today; she had to be in the car by herself. She’s been c...
Facing Eva
“Am I going too fast, Keiko?” Haruto asked, slowing down on the seesaw— but of course, no reply. Averting his gaze to the floor, he simply smiled to himself, smiling inward— as if expressing to himself a thought, a feeling; or at the very least trying to, as if trying to convince himself of one, something true. He held his breath, feeling the evening wind blow, warming his skin and playing with his hair. He wanted to let out a sigh, but decided to keep it in; something was in his throat. It’s cold… The sun was setting by then, the horizon colored a soft gold, the clouds splattered over the sky...
Kayleigh
“This is it,” Greg said “Yeah, this is it.” his wife Jan replied. They both stood and stared up at the towering victorian townhouse which stood looming before them. Greg smiled at it while Jan frowned. She thought this had been a bad idea but Greg had been so excited to see his old childhood home had come onto the market. She couldn’t say no to his excited face when he came across it in the properties section of the local paper. It looked run down and in major need of some TLC. His family had moved out of it when he had been a child. They had never told him why. He had loved the house and stil...