As It Was by Angela N. James_FLOWRY_"CAN'T STICK"_Cocayne
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As It Was by Angela N. James
Leslie darted out of the car before it was parked into the cabin fuming that he was not able to stay in the city with all the upcoming events he had planned with his friends. Leslie was beginning to drift away from the family. His mother thoughwww.onedoor.cct it best for him to have some time away from the city and his friend, from all the bad influences to rediscover who he is as an inpidual. Abigail knew it was going to be hard for her trying to convince her son that the path that he was taking was the path of destruction. She wanted him to know that he is an inpidual and not the mirror image of what hi...
FLOWRY
Teague heard the little bell above the shoppe door tinkle as the door was opened and glanced to the front of the flower shoppe.The sign above the door read simply “FLOWRY’s”. This was actually just truth in advertising as the shoppe which had been run by his Mamm since before he went off to war was a florist boutique.The door opened and three inpiduals entered the cozy, pleasantly scented establishment. The first two who entered were large men. The second of the two was even larger than himself. This man was two meters tall and very heavily built. This man had hair as black as pitch and a very...
"CAN'T STICK"
AUGUST 23: 03:23 MADISON COUNTY The bustle of the school bus came from the front and the back as James and Ben were seated in the middle,but James was not disturbed(though he hates noise)as he was more concerned with his conversation with Ben. He looked out the window of the school bus ;because of the statement Ben uttered before continuing his questioning"So you mean without an hobby one cannot discover his talent?" James asked,looking back at Ben."Yes...surely yes" Ben conformed. James waited and then said"No,it's not true""It's true,your hobby can even be your talent" Ben added"I agree w...
Cocayne
Cocayne was on his mind. Last year, he never would have vowed to stop; it was his thing, it was what defined him. Now it was a new year, though, and he had resolved, “Never again.” His wife, his life depended on it. He braced against the cold wind and stinging flurries as he shuffled to his car. He couldn’t stop thinking of Cocayne. Jana Stoner loves Jill Cocayne.Jokes swirled in his head from the vast combination of names he came across while filtering spreadsheets at his go-nowhere job. Some jokes didn’t land with certain people. His wife was deadpan when he referred to famous Nazis. It wasn...