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Robin Goodfellow and the Apples of Inspiration
Robin Goodfellow and Bobert sat at their usual table near the fireplace at the pub, as they usually did this time of the evening. The fire crackled softly, the air was filled with the smell of food and pipe-smoke, and the sounds of laughter and singing.The master thief and his apprentice were waiting for a client who, according to Bobert, would pay quite a bit of money. “Where’s this so-called high-profile client, Bobert?” said Robin, lighting his pipe. “He’s coming eventually,” said Robin.“I’m beginning to wonder if he exists.” Demelza came over to the table with a smile on her pretty face.“...
Mindy's Coffee Shop
The sharp, chilly winds of October wrapped around me as I approached Mindy’s Coffee Shop. Not more than a week before, I received the confirmation email that sealed the hiring process. Being just 16, this was my first job, my first source of income, my first step to the future. As a 16 year old, my job options were slightly bigger, but still limited; bagging groceries, cleaning movie theater floors, tutoring, nothing my taste. When I had heard about the arrival of Mindy’s Coffee Shop, I leapt at my chance for this job, along with many others my age. Practically every teenager who was 16 or old...
The Star in the Window
1939 It was only the shop down the street, only the one that had been visited by the SS more times than she could count. Brita closed her eyes and remembered the one day when Hans had been out shopping in the street and had come so close to entering the forbidden tailoring shop that Mr. Hopkins and his family had been running for more years than she could count. The silence in the streets now was unnerving. No barking dogs to shatter the stillness, no children running and playing along the streets with one another and not a care in the world. For the children had all been taken. No t...
Keep the story coming
Keep the Story ComingI was sitting on my couch, wondering whether I should give her a call when I hear a sudden loud noiswww.onedoor.cce. There was a bang, bang, bang on the door of my apartment. I knew that it would be Dwayne. His apartment is right beside mine, and when he gets angry he often knocks on my door forcing me to listen to the story of why he is angry. I had a dark thought about what he might be angry about, but I still went and opened the door to let him in.“That bloody brother of yours, I am going to give him the beating of his life. He will learn to regret what I heard he did at the bar the ...