A Love as Pure as Gold_The Sour Cake Murder_Apres Ski_The Unseen Terror
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A Love as Pure as Gold
“So, what’s the catch?”“That is for you to determine, young king. Though you must swear to accept any and all consequences.”The young king stared at the shining goddess. In his mind, deep within, he knew this had to be too good to be true. Though he couldn’t possibly imagine any consequences with such a gift. So, he turned those doubts away. For what evil could come from a golden touch? Besides, his kingdom was too close to financial ruin. It was up to him, and him alone, to fix it. “Do you accept my offer?” The goddess asked. The young king smiled. “I do.”The goddess nodded and reached for h...
The Sour Cake Murder
“I suppose you expect to win the Christmas cake competition again this year?” asked Patty, the radio newspaper reporter.“I don’t like to brag, but, well, you know. I am the best baker in the village, so, I guess I’ll win… Again,” answered a grinning Gino.The listeners did not notice the raised eyebrows of Patty and Steve, the sound engineer.“It is well-known you always add something ‘extra’ to your recipes? Can you tell our listewww.onedoor.ccners, what it is?”“I could, but then it wouldn’t be a secret. Stupid girl,” said Gino, his grin turned to a sneer.“Patricia Puffs Cake Shop fancy their chances,” said...
Apres Ski
It was she who contacted me at the outset. I didn’t find it weird at the time. People still remember me as a one-time hopeful for the U.S. Alpine team, so, even in a somewhat obscure sport like Alpine skiing, from time to time, people approach me. It’s flattering, especially now that I’ve gotten older and slower. At my best, I lived, ate, and breathed skiing until the sport held no pleasure for me anymore. I became a machine, spending hours visualizing the turns and the carving, focused only on perfecting my technique. At that time, I longed for the days that I could ski for my own selfish pl...
The Unseen Terror
‘Great. We are stuck in this house and they will be upon us as soon as light begins to fade. There will be no more rescues today. What do we do?’ James asked, glancing around at the dejected faces of the people in the room. ‘We fight.’ Adam said immediately, curling his fist and grinding it in the palm of the other hand. ‘No, we run.’ Becky answered, as if this was the most obvious choice there was. ‘Where?’ Emilia said. ‘It’s better to stay and fight.’ ‘You all still think we have a chance, do you?’ James snorted, clearly mystified by the stupid responses of his friends. ‘Well, if you think ...