One Night in Northern Germany_GUIDE ME_My Momma’s Things_SABOTEUR
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One Night in Northern Germany
“How long are you staying in Winsen?” Helga asked.“Just for the night,” said Scott. “I’m passing through Northern Germany over the next week or so, and then Denmark, Sweden, Norway.”“At this time of year? It’s so cold.”“Travelling is mostly hotels and trains. When I sightsee, I just put on a jacket and I’m good to go.”Helga guffawed and smacked a hand on the bar counter. “All alone you do this? You have not run in to any nice girls to travel with?”Scott snickered and sipped his lager. “I did meet one in Brunswick.”Helga leaned in, oohing. “Last night?”“At a lokal. We were the only tourists th...
GUIDE ME
The stars really were bright tonight, lighting up the sky like flashlights in the dark. And Saika could never get enough of them. She just stared, wide-eyed into space, mind drifting. Someone’s silhouette, loomed over her, cause her to flinch away as they reached for her. They just shifted their weight from foot to foot, almost hesitantly. But they eventually stretched out beside to her, dangling their legs over the edge of roof. “Saika.” “Tieran.” She acknowledged with a slight jerk of her chin. “Where’s Archer?” “Snoring like a bear as always.” Tieran snorted. But Saika was no longer liste...
My Momma’s Things
The storage unit door rolled up. Eduardo stood with his elderly momma beside him and his wife behind them.“Okay, momma, let me get a chair for you.” Eduardo took out from high a Louis XV style chair and placed it on the concrete for her. He got one out for Maria, but she waved him away and fumbled for her cigarettes and lighter. “Could you do that over there?” He pointed.She gave him a look of outrage.“The wind. The smoke will get in the chairs and the carpets. Maria, please, over there.” Maria stomped her heels away. Momma let go of her walker and sat. Eduardo got a bentwood chair for him...
SABOTEUR
SABOTEUR “Christ, Jodie, don’t do that.www.onedoor.cc” I’m sorry I lost my temper. If you tell the police I hurt you, it’ll ruin any chance of my getting another job. That’s a serious charge. It’ll ruin my life.” I was lying on the floor on shards of glass and thought that I’d finally gotten what I’d been wanting.I’d been looking for a way to get rid of Phil since the day he moved in with Mom and me two years ago. Picture this big burly guy, probably thirty pounds overweight, balding, with hair sticking out of his ears. I don’t understand how Mom can stand him. He farts at the dinner table and has terribl...