Spread your wings and take to the sky_The woman in the window_A rainy Christmas_Nobody Knows How to
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Spread your wings and take to the sky
The night the Inspector yanked me aside was the hottest that summer. I was already late and my boss, her eyes a dark warning, had enunciated in her accented English: “YOU MUST NOT BE LATE AGAIN.” I always intended to go to bed, to rest,www.onedoor.cc to recover after the graveyard-shift. Mostly, I didn’t. Somewhere, along the train ride home my eyes, heavy with sleep, would flutter closed, my head loll against the window. Then I’d be jerked awake by the sudden stop at Les Halles. The temptation to explore the city in the gentle morning heat would be too great. I was nineteen and I’d pulled off the impossib...
The woman in the window
She’d always liked the house, from as far back as she could recall. End of terrace, with it’s own little front garden, that housed an array of rose bushes that smelled pine to the passer by. It’s location good, set opposite the park, and on quiet road, that saw little passing traffic.It had first caught her attention, upon one of the first solo walks home from school, after moving up into the juniors. It had been one of those glorious Indian summer September afternoons, when she had paused to look longingly at the park, drawn by the sounds of distant laughter. How she’d longed to cross the roa...
A rainy Christmas
The rain was coming down so hard I thought it would break the windows of my car. Truth is, I love this weather. But I would rather be cuddled up in my couch, with my notebook, pretending I’m a writer than driving to no particular destination in a car with no heat. It was old.Last night, my parents had started complaining how I never visited them anymore since I started university and found a job, and invited me to spend Christmas with them. Biting my tongue so I don’t open the ‘‘you are to blame for the fact that I don’t come home anymore’’ conversation, I agreed half-heartedly. I loved Christ...
Nobody Knows How to Say Goodbye
Nobody Knows How to Say Goodbye These walls have seen it all, from the beginning to the final call.I was there when you had nothing. Barren and waiting to hold everything in my bosom, ready to feed your dreams, support your ambition, and sustain your ego. Day after day, I stood solid, never failing, steady in temperament, cooling you when you boiled over, giving you respite with my silence when the war became too much—patiently listening while you planned your attack—giving you space to breathe and work when you had nowhere else to go. I was there for you. Steady, strong, and unfailing. But yo...