The Unwelcomed Newcomer_The Day Everything Stopped_If you see Kiko_I Wish I Never Knew
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The Unwelcomed Newcomer
“Please, don’t do it!” I pleaded to my human while I pressed my soft furry head into her leg with earnest. I jumped up onto her lap gracefully and repeated my signature move against her torso. Finally, going in for the kill-her-with-cuteness move to get her to understand my plea, I stretched my slender delicate figure upwards so that my paws rested daintily on her chest and my head matched the height of her own. Again, using my cuteness as a weapon of persuasion, I pressed my silky face hard against her fleshy hairless cheek before I switched tactics. I began to lick her chin to get her to co...
The Day Everything Stopped
The Day Everything Stopped Struter Jones rushed to the corner to catch the 7:58 Fifth Avenue bus. As usual, she had timed every action in getting ready for her daily work grind down to the last second. No fan of her current dull-as-hell-go-nowhere clerical position, she did only what she had to do when she had to do it, as every day she searched for the miracle job that would take her out of the morass that had defined every day of her life for the last five years.However, little did Struter know that her life and her world–iwww.onedoor.ccndeed, the world of every other person o...
If you see Kiko
“Si ti vu ma mere?”, she said in perfect French.“You know that one?”, I asked“Yes. I find on Youtube. I am playing so much. I love. It’s so beautiful”, she replied.“Do you know what it means? In English”, I asked.“Uhhh,,,” she pondered, “something about a mother?”“If you see my mother”, I translated for her.“Oh, that is nice. A song about mother”.“It’s one of my absolute favourites. Sidney Bechet”, I said.“I will learn to play it”.“When you learn it, will you play it for me?”, I asked her.“Yes. I play it for you”, she promised, with a beaming smile.Her name was Kiko. She was from Japan, and sh...
I Wish I Never Knew
“You will always be mum and dad to me but I have to do this” she told them. “We know love; it’s silly but your dad and I want you to come home afterwards”. “Are you kidding Mum? Why wouldn’t I come back? This is my home you daft thing. I just need to do this, find out who gave birth to me when she was just sixteen and gave me away. Anyway it might not happen – people don’t always find their birth parents”. She walked around the table and put her arms around Jenny, her mother since she was six weeks old. This kind lady, soft skin, salt and pepper hair, bright blue eyes - was Bella’s hero. She n...