Black Rose_A Dilemma that Could Be Beat_A Festival Disaster_Tiptoe Through the Tulips
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Black Rose
Black RoseBy Charlotte S“Max! Time for dinner!” called Max’s mother from downstairs.“Coming!” called Max from her position on her bed, her feet on the wall and her head hanging off the edge, books piled around her. She flopped off her bed to the side, a cascade of books following shortly after, scattering across the unattractive cow print rug that her mother had insisted on buying. Max gave a couple of them a halfhearted shove towards her bed, before picking herself up and heading towards the door. When she got downstairs, the table was already set and in the center was a huge bowl, half full ...
A Dilemma that Could Be Beat
A Dilemma that Could be BeatI have long been content with my life. Those words, and that sentiment sound weak, but they are still true. I have won for myself much more than my teenage self could have even imagined, and he had quite an imagination.I have a well-paying, respectable job in an office with pictures of my wife and three kids and one dog on my desk. My wife, Katy has always been supportive, even in the early financially insecure days. My kids are just great, I draw joy from their everyday presence.And yet…When I was a teenager, my greatest (actually my only) ambition was to be a rock...
A Festival Disaster
“Stop asking if you can come with!” William shouted, “You’re only eight years old, and it’s your bedtime!”“But I wanna go to the festival with you this year” the boy uttered.“You can go when you’re 12, Noah.” William said back, as Noah sighed loudly. “I’ve got to go now, take care of gramps”“are you meeting with Lilith this time?” Noah asked, “Becausewww.onedoor.cc if you are, you ought to tell her that you have a humongous, ginormous crush on her”“I will not- I do not have a crush on Lilith! And where did you get that vocabulary?“with all the time you leave me home alone, I have time to go through bunche...
Tiptoe Through the Tulips
Melody walked through her garden very slowly and carefully that day. For reasons that she knew only too well, it was absolutely necessary for her to tiptoe through the tulips at this moment. The explanation is a long, and occasionally complicated story. Here it is.In her teenage years Melody had become a flower child, a hippie. Her given name was Priscilla, which she changed when she turned 16、 At 18 she literally charmed the pants off of a very successful businessman in his mid-thirties. She wasn’t attracted by his money. The way she explained it to her parents was that he “gave off vibes o...