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Sledding With Kizzy
It was a cold snowy day, all the roads were occupied, my niece and I were snowed in. "Auntie Simone?" My 6 year old niece calls out. I was looking out of a window enjoying a cup of hot coca reminiscing. This particular snow day reminded me of an old friend that I haven't seen in years. I turned around to see niece holding some arts and crafts items. "Can we make something for mommy and daddy?" I smiled warmly "Sure we can honey, go set up the table I'll be right there. I looked out the window one more time taking in the breathtaking scene of my front yard, the sky was painted pink with streaks...
The Whole Truth
“Do you, Andrew Q. Jones, promise to tell the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth, so help you God?”“I do so swear. It is important to me.”Andrew Q. Jones is a key witness for the prosecution in a trial concerning a murder that took place late on a Saturday night, in a back alley behind a local bar, where he, the accused, and the victim had all been drinking quite a bit. It was a small town, so all three were well-known to many, and the murder was the talk of the town. It had been a long time since such an example of extreme violence had taken place there. Almost everyone who spo...
Lost In The Fog
He opened his eyes and was surrounded by medical staff inside the emergency room of a hospital. A doctor stood over him shining a small silver flashlight into the pupils of his eyes as a nurse prepared bandages to treat his wounds. Although the whole scene seemed very traumatic, what bothered him most, was the fact that he could not remember what brought him to this moment in the first place. In fact, he did not remember anything. Not even his name.The doctor spoke to him, though sounwww.onedoor.ccds were muffled, and his words were unclear. The only word he could make out was, “accident”.The scene was ver...
Hotel Lobby
When their eyes locked, all thoughts flew right out of Paul’s head. Not because she was beautiful. She wasn’t breathtaking--not by a long shot, if he was being perfectly honest. She was completely and utterly normal. No eyes-the-color-of-sapphires, or hair-that-danced-around-her-like-a-flame. She was pale, but not strikingly so. She didn’t have a lip ring, or a nose ring, or even have her ears pierced, as far as he could see. Totally unremarkable in every way. She also wore the drabbest grey hoodie with a faded smiley face on the chest, the drawstring pulled tight around her face as if she, t...