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The Value Of A Hoard
He listened from the mountain, from the great plateau that held the entrance to his lair, he listened and heard them in the distance. “Haha! With this we’ll have food and hide to spare!” “Now be careful, if you angle the blade wrong you’ll either gouge the wood or slide off of it and I don’t want you hurting yourself.” “Ooh, when are you going to come out little one? Mama wants to see you.” Each was said with a different voice, whether it was gruff or gentle or encouraging and these were only a bare few, for there were many more. He could hear it in their voices, the contentment, the anticipat...
BOZO
BOZORon Merritt carefully backed his Porsche into the dark garage while scanning the nearby neighbors’ houses to ascertain that he hadn’t been seen by anyone who might blab about his presence at Angie Jacobs’ house. After all, Angie lived only a block from his own home, thus the chances of discovery by nosy do-gooders were better than average. He had just left his wife at home with the lie that he had to work this Saturday. The Collins account, Betty, you know, remember? Inwardly, he congratulated himself for his undeniable brilliance. Thank goodness for the Collins’ insistence that the schedu...
Complicated Sisterhood Love
“You know that smoking is a bad habit.” James smiled at Samatha showing his tobacco stained teeth. He walked over to her in the parking lot of the apartment building and stood next to her. “I know. I know. But, it is a hard habit to break. I’ve been smoking on and off since I was 15、 Want a puff?” Samatha asked, winking at James. James took the lit cigarette from Samatha and took a long drag. He passed it back to her and she did the same. “So, what are you doing out here on a cold winter’s night besides smoking?” James asked, pulling his collar on his jacket closer to his neck.“Just thinking....
A Full Turn
A Full Turn “Grow up, man! How long will you keep dreaming that Government will invite you to take up a senior position under them? How long do you expect me to run the household on my small pension?” This tirade from my papa was not a new thing; it had become almost a daily ritual. Finally, sick and tired of these daily rebukes I had agreed to go to Delhi with him. We had twww.onedoor.ccaken the night bus which had lower fares than the luxury buses which plied in the day. The bus arrived at Delhi bus terminal at about seven ...