The Kingdom of Golden Needs_The Opposite of Opposites Attract_Coveralls and Sweet Love_Silver Lemona
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The Kingdom of Golden Needs
"Princess Avery, your finery is freshly made, your golden earrings on your dressing table, and your other essentials are kept on your bed." The retainer spoke, solemnly. "Your Mother expects you to be in Gleam before 21 00."I showed warmth towards the very "freshly made" wine-coloured, silk gown with a skinny waist. I was sure it was longer than my height but I still clothed myself with it on the insist of the retainer, after he left.The scarlet sandals managed the length of the dress and this outfit became one of my favorites as the light reflected me on a full-length mirror with additional b...
The Opposite of Opposites Attract
“I can’t believe the luck I’ve been having today,” I say into my cellphone; My friend, Andrea, is on the other end, listening fervently to every word I say. “First, I got hit by the mail-woman...What?...Andy, I know that’s not politically correct; But who cares? I am how I am, you know that. So, anyways, she doesn’t see me pulling out of my driveway...” I pause, as Andrea interrupts."Did you look both ways?"“Yes, both ways. She was parked at my mailbox and remained so, as I started pulling into the street. The old busybody across the street yells her name and she looks over there. She starts ...
Coveralls and Sweet Love
One line started a courtship of true love for the ages. "By the way, you're wearing his coveralls." A community theater director said this to my grandmother Dorothy after she showed up in her best Sunday outfit, ready to build sets. He told her to change into spare coveralls in the back. Then he introduced her to my grandfather Sherman. Sixty-two years of life, love, and family followed their wedding on Nov 13, 1948、 My grandmother entered Heaven on March 10, 2011、 My grandfather joined her there on November 20, 2016、 A few times a year I spot a cardinal, a coin on the ground or even a butterf...
Silver Lemonade
Author's Note: This may be bad because I wrote almost all of it at midnight. But it's the quickest I ever finished a story. Anyway, thanks for reading! Have a fantastic day!Nothing has been the same since you left. After I went through the five stages of grief, as they call them, each step blurred together by the tears, I was numb. I didn’t heal, I just got better at hiding the pain. The therapist I talk to online every week has tried to help, telling me I must learn to see the brighter aspects of my life. But I’ve found my own ways to cope. I try to keep the memories of you out of my head, de...