The Small Escape_Look Away_Mary Alice of the Rockies_Jax Throws Jazz Hands
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The Small Escape
The only transportation Laurel could find on such short notice was a fairly fast ship to Nome, Alaska. It was a two-day trip, but it left that day. She bought a ticket.Nothing happened other than breakfast, lunch, and dinner, and then breakfast, lunch, and dinner, before they got to Nome. Laurel walked down the gangplank wheeling her suitcase behind her. She rolled it into the ticketing office, plopped her purse onto the counter, pulled out her wallet, and said to the ticket agent “Ticket to Shanghai please, leaving today if you got it.”It took two hours to obtain. It would have taken longer i...
Look Away
“It’s impossible to tickle yourself.” “Billy, you know the weirdest crap.” “It’s a gift.” “If you say so. I’d say it’s more of an annoyance.” “Well, I’m sorry that you don’t appreciate my knowledge. One day, this information may help save your life. Then we’ll see what’s annoying.” “If knowing I can’t tickle myself is gonna save my life, then I’d deserve to be dead. And if you keep saying this kind ofcrap, then you might deserve to be dead too.” “Damn, Soph, that’s a little harsh, isn’t it?” “You might think so, but when someone chops your head off cause you can’t shut the hell up, then you’ll...
Mary Alice of the Rockies
Mary Alice of the Rockiewww.onedoor.ccsIt was a beautiful Saturday morning in July when Amy pulled her rental car into the parking lot of a place named Alice, Colorado. Once a teeming community known for gold mining, the burg was now virtually a ghost town with such a sparse population that the U.S. Census Bureau didn’t even consider it a separate entity. You would never have known that today, however, because the lot was packed. Luckily, there was one space left in the very back, so she parked there, grabbed her backpack, heavy with water bottles, sunblock, and energy bars, and opened the door. After t...
Jax Throws Jazz Hands
“I’m not sure if I’ll recognize her—” Jillian said, biting her fingernails, holding on to Jax’s arm. “I haven’t seen her since my younger sister’s wedding.” “From what you’ve told me about your mother, we’ll just walk around until we smell sulfur,” Jax replied, looking down his nose, over his glasses. He was at least a foot taller than she was. “Oh Jax, I was venting about my mother. She’s not that bad.”“She’s not that good. Why am I even here?” “Because you love me,” she said, squeezing his arm.“I do love you,” he kissed the top of her forehead. “I’ll be your new mom.”“That would be preferabl...