The Bridge Near the Coffee Shop_Antidote_ADRENALINE_Laney's Coffee
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The Bridge Near the Coffee Shop
The rain pounded against the asphalt so loudly that Josie was curious whether her conversation would go smoothly. They might not be able to hear each other over the sound of it. She drove her vehicle up to the Coffee-Boy cafe. The parking was limited: three spaces in front of the shop. Two cars occupied the parking spaces on each end, so she was forced to parallel park between them. It was tight, but she made it into the spot. From the backseat of her vehicle, she retrieved her umbrella and unfolded it as she exited her vehicle. She noted to herself how fortunate it was that she remembered to...
Antidote
D.H. Laurence once used chickens to describe women. According to him, there were two kinds of women. A real woman: up-to-date owww.onedoor.ccr the modern type. The other: the old-fashioned modest woman, who, according to his principle: is as confident as a chicken. That is, without being aware of it. I must admit I am a bit lost with this statement, but he also used other animals and birds in his references. Usually to describe human urges, especially male desires. He appeared to thrive in the animal mind. The more the forests of his youth gave way to industrial landscapes, the more easily animals seemed to...
ADRENALINE
Red sighed in frustration as she watched the girl return to the playground. It was the third time she was making the trip from the playground to her mom to collect another candy-bar.Red had sensed earlier that something sinister was going on on the playground but she’d ignored it. She came to the park to take a breather and she was determined to stick to her plan. She’d done so much for so many people, today was meant to be for herself only.The girl had just started to unwrap her candy bar when Red sensed the sinister aura again, but it was stronger this time, so she couldn’t ignore it. She to...
Laney's Coffee
The people of Lorraine are quite used to the unusual happenings of Laney’s Coffee located in the small historic downtown area. Lorraine is such a small town, not even a speck on a map of the state, that everyone knows each other as well as what happens in their town. They never had to worry about explaining away Laney’s peculiar ways or even hiding them. The first traveler that passed through in what had possibly been a couple of years first stopped at the bed and breakfast run by an old widow on the outskirts of town. The people of the town talked to him as if he was already familiar with th...