Credence at Christopher's_A Short-Lived Miracle_Shut Up, Please_What Lies in Store
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Credence at Christopher's
A man's heart stopped next to the town's small ice cream shop. The man fell slowly, like his legs were slow to catch on that blood had stopped flowing through his body. The man's wife caught on more quickly, her eyes going wide as she watched her husband fall. His knees hit the concrete sidewalk first, shattering with disgusting, loud cracks. The wife screamed, making the other people on the sidewalk stop and look. A few started to run to help.Gabriel sighed and took a sip from her cup of root beer. The door to the shop jingled open, and she looked over.Raphael looked like he usually did to Ga...www.onedoor.cc
A Short-Lived Miracle
Lightning struck, momentarily illuminating the graveyard before them, but, just as quickly, darkness swallowed it again. Rain pattered on Annabelle’s raincoat and mingled with the sweat on her palms. In one, she held two shovels; in the other, a flashlight that provided only a narrow strip of amber haze about three yards long. Did she really want to do this? she asked herself. She could not excuse what her brother had done, and she had always thought that, if it came to this, she would make the perp face as much justice as the system could dish out—no matter the perp’s identity. In ...
Shut Up, Please
Doctor Simone's catchphrase, at least as far as Marie could tell, was 'why would anyone want to be anything other than themselves?', which was hilarious, since Marie could think of plenty of reasons. Striding into the clinic for her weekly appointment, she had settled on “Doc, if I was someone else, maybe I'd have someone in my life who cared.”For starters, Marie knew that the receptionist didn't like her. Any bored middle-aged woman who just shoved a clipboard at her and instructed her to “please fill out this form and wait until your name is called” without even a glance in her direction ha...
What Lies in Store
I have got a plan. Rather, I thought, I had a plan for everything in life.I was on my way to my fiancée’s parents when I received that phone call.On the other end, was my brother, my elder brother, who last spoke to me five years when he came to drop me off at the airport.My brother and my father were not happy with my decision. “Not very happy” is putting it very mildly.My father had stopped speaking to me when I had conveyed my decision to not join the family business and move to Europe to pursue a PhD.You have probably heard of my family.My family runs a retail company with over 1000 stores...