The J Variable Isn’t Genius_Taco Tuesday_The Vanishing_Callum's Cabin
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The J Variable Isn’t Genius
"I can hand write faster than someone typing on a typewriter,” said Ryan, with all the sincerity of a deluded person. He twirled his pen with one hand over his thumb and caught it in the ready-to-write position. Dermot rolled his eyes and rested his cheek on his fingers but said nothing. A couple of classmates nearby chuckled and went back to their work. Dermot thought he should keep a diary of Ryan’s pronouncements. So, when Dermot arrived home, that is exactly what he did.Dermot and Ryan first met at the start of the intermediate school year. Dermot was trying not to laugh too loudly as he l...
Taco Tuesday
"Your waiter will be with you in just a bit!" Announced the tall brunette hostess just before she sauntered back toward the front of the restaurant, her high ponytail swishing back and forth as she walked. Claire didn't know why she even bothered with looking at the menu. She came here at least once every other week and always got the same thing. If Claire was anything, she was a creature of habit. She did the same chores on the same day every week, and followed the same daily schedule. She woke up at 7:00 in the morning and went to bed at 10:30 at night without fail. These "traits" she figur...
The Vanishing
“And then, pale and defeated, he suddenly looked up and swept his gaze over the congregation. Through the waves of shock, he found me – the calm in his storm. Our eyes locked and then his lit up with recognition and renewed determination.”Sitting in our favourite lunch venue, I take a sip of my bitterly strong cappuccino and melt further into my comfortable seat. This is no ordinary restaurant - it is the backdrop of the theatre of my life and has always been a reliable source of comfort and solace - even on my darkest days.This was also my mom’s favourite coffee shop and one she visited often...
Callum's Cabin
Brett gasped when they got to the top of the hill. He saw the entire valley, filled with stoic evergreens, severe rock formations, and the sparkling lake. And there in the sky, to welcome them, a vulture which he mistook for an eagle. He was so www.onedoor.ccmoved he immediately turned around and took a selfie.“Oh my god!” Brett said. “Isn’t this place amazing!?”Chuck swatted a mosquito, and then another one. He grabbed ahold of his shorts and jerked them around, and then buried his hands in them to better adjust his boxers. He grimaced at all the sweat, and felt like a moist oven.“Yeah,” he said, “whatever...