Lucinda_Lizzie's Date_I TAKE THE BLAME_The Secret That Broke
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Lucinda
“Love can scorch and soothe, be denied and be delighted in. It can sour; it can blossom. But for everyone, those first electric moments are static and bold. The first touch. A minute caress of a hand in the dark. A wandering gaze that is held a moment too long. Chemistry, my friend, is not always measurablewww.onedoor.cc in a beaker.” Professor Green took the proffered glass vial from Hargreaves and suspended it above a low flame. Steam slowly rose in languid, rolling wisps, darking with a vile stench as the thickening liquid bubbled. Within the tube, there was an increasingly loud whine followed by a pop a...
Lizzie's Date
Lizzie was sitting at her dining room table with her family, playing a game, eating a sweet salad. It was her birthday. (Or so she thought) She was playing a game with her family, yes, but it wasn’t her real family. She was adopted. Her father left as soon as he found out Lizzie’s mother was pregnant with Lizzie, and then once Lizzie was born, Her mother left her in front of her best friends house. She never found out who her mother was, but she did know one thing. When she was left on the front step, her mother left a note. It said: Dearest Lizzie, I love you so much. You need to know that. ...
I TAKE THE BLAME
“All my property and the house my wife and children stay in now should be auctioned and the money given to Giveaway orphanage.” I stated.I didn’t need to look over to see that my lawyer had stopped jotting down my statements. “Yes, I insist on that.” I coughed up weakly. I could feel my breathe deteriorating.“Water, water.” I huskily whispered, but the lawyer didn’t respond. It’s like he had gone into a moment of still shock. I tried to shift but only felt worse.Fortunately, Jack handed me a disposable cup half filled with water. He raised my head slightly and made me swallow the water I had p...
The Secret That Broke
Can you keep a secret?That sounds simple. Like you’re going to be dished out a nice scoop of gossip. It sounds interesting, intriguing, beguiling. Yet, still comes the pain. The struggle. The tears. All because of a secret. A secret that broke me. *It was a long, long tiring day. My back and head and neck all ache because of the strain. From the morning rush hour to volunteer work at PetLife to running the soup kitchen at a charity event to the constant hustle of the never-ending workload, with upcoming meetings, events, and projects on everything from sales reports, production finals, and bud...