The Debutant_Thalassophilia_The Cinderella Kid_Digging Up the Past on Deal Island
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The Debutant
When Witney first came home, she ped straight under the bed. There, she spent her first three months in her new home. The new Mommy and Daddy she adopted were big, loud, and sometimes scary. They took good care of Witney, made sure she had plenty of food and water available if she needed it. Witney's sandbox was cleaned, daily. Witney's needs were well met and taken care of. The environment was just new and she was unfamiliar with the people in it. Everyday, either mama or daddy lay of the ground. (The strange people Witney had found herself with insisted on using parental terms to identify th...
Thalassophilia
No one ever came to Aleena’s rocks. Probably due to fear. Any sailor who dared to get close would inevitably go missing. There were rumors, of course, humans loved their tall tales. They would whisper about a siren whose beauty would lure sailors to the rocky cliffside and cause them to capsize. These rumors flattered her but that's still all they were: rumors. She wasn’t even a siren, at least, she didn’t think she was. Just a regular old, fish-human thing. And she didn’t lure anyone, they just weren’t very good at maneuvering their large boats around the rocky cliffside that she inhabited. ...
The Cinderella Kid
Wednesday, date night has been our custom for the last two years. Tonight it was movie night at the theatre inside of the mall. On our way in I’d noticed out of the corner of my eye a very unique shoe store. It appeared to be a factory where people were handmaking the shoes right there on the floor. I needed to see this, so Rachel and I split up as there was a shop that she wanted to look in as well. We both agreed to meet back in front of theatre in twenty minutes. I started walking, the shop was down a hall and around a corner. There were floor to ceiling frosted glass walls piding the store...
Digging Up the Past on Deal Island
Chris Webster, a retired naval officer in his late fifties, fell into a deep depression when he lost his wife to cancer two years ago, yet with the help of his son and daughter he found a new purpose when they encouraged him to take up genealogy. A history buff at heart, Chris did find solitude looking over old fawww.onedoor.ccmily photos and documents he inherited after his parents passed. When his kids set him up on a a genealogy website and gave him a DNA kit for his birthday, Chris didn’t hesitate to send in his saliva sample the next day. A few weeks later he found the results to be quite surprising...