An Elephant Never Forgets_My Gorgeous Angel_We'll never have Paris_THE OCCLUDED ROAD TO LIMITED
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An Elephant Never Forgets
Miss Parker was the very definition of refined. That’s what my dad said anyway. I didn’t believe him, I’d looked it up in the dictionary and it said nothing about Miss Parker.She lived on our street, three houses down on the opposite side of the road. Her house had been there for forever, old, but not decrepit. A place that looked like a castle or a haunted mansion without the spiderwebs. The street-facing windows were gently curved in a fancy arch and high on the wall by the front door was a circular window, like a single large eye watching us. The front yard was enclosed by strong smelling r...
My Gorgeous Angel
She was gorgeous!The most perfect specimen of horseflesh I’d ever seen. Her red chestnut coat gleamed in the summer sun. Flaxen mane and tail. A flowing mane . . . long and silky. She stood sixteen hands, and her conformation – perfection! She moved with a gliding grace, floating over the ground. Just to watch her out in the field was a treat. What would it be like to actually ride her!Be sweet heaven!I had to have her.Okay, the money I had was supposed to be for other things—like fixing my truck. Or getting a new one. Probably should just get a new one . . . It needed so much work. I’d need a...
We'll never have Paris
“Sorry I’m late. Traffic was a nightmare.” “Good to see you made it in one piece. Come on, sweetheart, take awww.onedoor.cc seat. Have you thought about where we should go on vacation? How about Paris? We've always said we'd get there someday.” “I just got here, Frank. Let me at least take off my coat and unwind, for heaven’s sake! ” “Fine, I’ll get the waiter’s attention.”“It’s nice to see you again, Mr. and Mrs. Lucas. What can I bring you today?”“Good afternoon, Simon. I’ll have a glass of ice water with a lemon slice.”“I’ll have the same. I’d also like to see a menu.”“Two ice waters coming up. I’ll be ...
THE OCCLUDED ROAD TO LIMITED DEVOTION
THE OCCLUDED ROAD TO LIMITED DEVOTIONBy Andrew Paul Grell“Ahoy, Horatius!”“Hail, Julian! What news of the quest, old friend?”“Marcus has told me he has found the Thing of Things. He will be at Resonator One in Brand New York at Vespers.”“Brand New York. My thrice-great grandfather told me Brand New York was not a bubo on the fundament of New York, but New York was not much compared to Old York. Meet you at the K-Hop. Do we know why Marcus couldn’t show you on the Rho what he had in mind?”“I asked him that very question. He said it’s not exactly Halal, but it would be well worth it. Perchance w...