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Freckle Freak
Jenny Freckle Freak is toast. Freckle Freak isn’t her real name, just what Kira calls her. It used to be fatty fat Freckle Freak, but Jenny lost fifteen pounds this summer, so Kira can’t really use that one anymore. Jenny started wearing make-up too, and the freckles aren’t that noticeable. But just you try telling Kira that. I dare you.What’s been coming to Jenny has been coming a long time, years really, possibly her enwww.onedoor.cctire life. Like a half-broken-down steam train with a bomb on it, plowing through the Delaware snow, passing abandoned warehouses and rusted semi-trucks, she’s been destined f...
Stay with Me
**This story refers to the loss of a spouse, and includes light profanity and a very brief assumed reference of abuse.**Remember that time in Malaga? You and me, and Jonah? We arrived with twenty bucks in hand and no plan at all. I’ll never forget that night. Remember that bar we landed at? I think I was five energy drinks and vodkas in, and Jonah had had at least that much. Remember how much we laughed? I’ll never forget the look on the bartender’s face as Jonah jumped onto the counter and did a cartwheel. I still can’t believe he landed on his feet when he slipped and fell off. Sometimes I d...
Lost for Words
It was twenty-five years ago when my old pal, left The Big Smoke. Pete had struggled to get regular work as a snapper in London and had nothing to lose by accepting a staff photographer post with a Spanish newspaper. It’s only for a year, he’d said, enjoying one last pint with me the night before he left. You might meet the love of your life, I said You’re joking? A year will be enough for me. Clinking glasses together, we laughed.I couldn’t stand all the excitement, he said, frowning. Neither of us believed it’d work out, however, he never returned. The hypnotic lights of Barcelona changed hi...
End Out the Year
Ending Out the Year By Connie Hieb 01、05、2023Hi! My name is Baylee and I am an older lady, whom lost her soul mate, best friend, and husband several years ago. I raised our young son Onzee, without his best buddy, Daddy. It wasn’t easy at all for either of us.In Onzee’s teenage years, he still referred to my husband as Daddy. That is all he knew him by, he also had a Cedar box I had given him to store his treasures of him and his Daddy, and he called it his Daddy box.So many had opinions on how to raise a young boy without any Daddy or any help. They had no idea how hard it was to discipline a...