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Divina's Awakening
“You’re going to die.” The look of horror that shaped Taniel’s face was so genuine that Divina held her breath to keep from laughing. Sitting across from her, her older brother clenched his wife’s hand as he paled. Lucy, his wife, had known about the joke since this morning and played her part perfectly as she coddled him, whispering soothing words while petting the top of his hand. “I… I don’t understand.” His brown eyes widened as he sought answers from his younger sister. “Can you at least tell me how?”Lucy rubbed the top of her expecting belly as if cradling the baby inside, speaking more ...
Have a Blessed Day Sweetheart
“Are you there God? It’s me, Iris,” I say looking at my reflection in the bedroom mirror. “IRIS! Get your ass downstairs, the bus ain’t gonna wait much longer,” Grandma shouts from the bottom landing. “Crap,” I grab my backpack and run down the stairs two at a time. I’ll have to finish my conversation with God later. I give Grandma a kiss and grab my lunch sack from her hand and fly out the front door, the screen slamming hard behind me. The bus is already starting to pull away and I have to run fast to catch up. “Jesus Christ. How many times I gotta tell you, be on time boy, I mean kid,” the...
Paradise Stolen
Staring out at Arenal Volcano from the picturesque resort she would call home for the next six days, Victoria knew she’d made the right decisionwww.onedoor.cc. The idea of traveling alone to another country was intimidating at first, but after some encouragement from her family and friends back home in Philadelphia, she decided to embrace it. After all, it was either that or say goodbye to the thousands of dollars she and Michael had poured into the non-refundable vacation package. It wasn’t how she ever envisioned her honeymoon, but knowing what she knew now, the idea of being here with Michael made her sk...
Soulmate Coffee
“This is the order for table five,” Mariana said, handing a tray laden with four identical, beautifully-made lattes, complete with lovely little heart designs in the foam. “Remember the order, serve them starting with the upper left…” Natalie cut her off. “I know, I’ll be careful, don't worry.” She snaked her way through the old varnished wooden tables where four twenty-somethings sat talking and laughing. The bustling coffee shop was Natalie’s summer job, and weekend job at times if she was being honest. Her mother and father had run the place since before she could remember. When she was ...