The Messenger_Grace_What is Trick or Treat_The New Romantic
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The Messenger
The year was 1943, and World War 2 was dragging on. German Troops were suffering due to stupid decisions that originated from the fanatic mind of Hitler. The invasion of mainland Europe was on the cards of the Allied army. Americans recently captured the Buna from the Japanese troops. Everyone lauded Paul, the Captain ofwww.onedoor.cc the US Army, who played a crucial role in that battle. He was recalled to home for a post at The Office of Strategic Services: America's First Intelligence Agency. Paul arrived in the USA with a letter that confirmed his appointment as the training officer in Paris. The OSS of...
Grace
The sun lies dappled on the casual, drifting reuland leaves, a rare and beautiful sight, but all it does is make you lightheaded and sick. The leaves are bright green, poison-green, and shiny in the merciless light. Around you are the crackling of heavy footsteps through the brush, and singsongy, whispering Clan chants, and the occasional swish of a blade through the underbrush. Everyone’s feet move in silent, brushing Indian steps across the leaf-covered forest floor. Your father’s hand is on your shoulder, heavy and warm, and you want it to comfort you, but all it does is make you walk faste...
What is Trick or Treat
Bolin had known for years that he might one day have to move from his home in China to the USA, for his job. So for the last 5 years him and his wife Zhe, had been taking classes to learn to speak English. They also hired a private tutor to teach their daughter Ling to speak English. So when they found out that they would be leaving for America at the end of the month, they made a rule to only speak English at home. They were all doing very well and were sure they would have no problem in America.They arrived in the United States on October 30th. Bolin's company had supplied a furnished house ...
The New Romantic
All she knows is that she has made a start, from the peel of the first diaphanous deep purple skin to the slicing of its hairy head, to the satisfying thunk on the chopping board. She has a slight headache and looks at the time. If that is the start, what is the end?She has an hour. She has wine in the fridge. A bag of Doritos on the kitchen counter. She has all this and an empty house in Fulham and an American lover. Life is perfect as an apple. It should be, dammit.Nan-see will not make what she’s always made for her mother. She’s not cooking for her. She opens the fridge and pours a glass o...