The Difference In Apple Pie_A Good Girl_Thanksgiving Surprise_You Should Fly Far, Far Away
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The Difference In Apple Pie
The Difference In Apple PieWritten by Lizzy Stevens and Steve MillerDan and Mark were sitting in Dan’s living room drinking a couple beers. Dan glanced at Mark as he downed his can in one drink. “I can’t believe you are back in town. How long has it been?”Mark popped the top on his third one. “Too long, man. I moved away after we graduated and time has flown by since then.”Dan jumps up and starts putting his shoes on. “We have to celebrate you moving home and the fact you are starting your business tomorrow. Let’s go over to old man Johnson’s and get some of his apple pie moonshine. That stuff...
A Good Girl
“Peaches!” Daddy called. I ran up to him. He is my best friend. I nuzzled him as he picked me up. He laughed and said, “Peaches are you hungry?” “Yes!” I exclaimed. He laughed and said, “I will take that as a yes.” He put me down and gave me some food. “Time to eat,” I said. He said a prayer and I copied him. “Yum! Daddy! You gave me my favorite; ham.” I finished my meal and went to look at his plate. He looked at me upset, so I quickly went away. I went to my bed and was playing with some toys daddy bought me. A little while later, daddy came into the living room and said, “Peache...
Thanksgiving Surprise
I gaze arowww.onedoor.ccund the room and sigh. It’s full of old cardboard boxes, both big and little, that seem to make the tiny room even smaller. I walk over to the mattress beside me and plop down on it, sending a cloud of dust up into the air. It’s lumpy and covered with an unsafe amount of dust. Probably a victim from Andrews’s college years, which he claims was not that long ago but we all know different. Andrew is my new stepfather, he’s… fine. He is a middle-aged man with a semi-large bald head and a tall body, six-foot-three to be exact. He’s obsessed with adult cartoons and even has the whole acti...
You Should Fly Far, Far Away
Vee holds the creature with all the care she's capable of. She observes it, fascinated. The bird is small, smaller than the ones she had seen before, that aren't many anyway. It's feathers are tinted in a faint pink, the one that colors Tav's ribbon. However, unlike the ribbon, the little bird has also a hint of yellow, right on the top of the head. Two pitch black eyes stare right back at her with what looks like curiosity. The bird tilts its head.I'll call you Peach, she decides, because that's what the bird's colors remind her of. Pretty, pink peaches."... and remember, kids, don't grow fon...