BANGLED BEAUTIES_Harlequin_The cookie exchange_On the Road with Bighorn
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BANGLED BEAUTIES
The time was around 2:30pm, the sun was shining to out done competitorthe humans at the receiving end did not know. Pat was among the pupilheading home under the full weight of the gamma after school work.Suddenly, birds that will number about hundreds fluttered and scatteredfrom corn field that covers a great quantity of plots there. Pat wasmesmerised , he stood transfixed mopping at their receding figures. Hewas captivated by their colour, white, yellow, green, beautiful creatures. The corn field was not entirely corn field, but like biafran tradition, the farmcontains other crops like yam, ...
Harlequin
It is difficult to accomplish a list of your top priorities overall when you have to fight against the drug mafia.According to the funeral program, a lady would read a brief biography, but a loud laugh that emerged from the bushes interrupted her and stopped the ceremony.After an accident, Carl Smith the chief of the police department of Lemon City passed away. It was a kind of release for his family that all the funeral service was completely paid in advance some years before.In that morning, few police officers were in the cemetery to pay their respects. The casket decorated with an arrangem...
The cookie exchange
The date was coming in close for the 5th annual cookie exchange for the Drury Street neighborhood. The tradition started when the HOA decided that it would be great for all of the neighbors to communicate and start new friendships with the exchange of cookies. The Sampson family was going to bring in the same cookies that they have baked for the past four cookie exchanges, snickerdoodle cookies. Mrs. Sampwww.onedoor.ccson was the cook of the Sampson family and always made delicious cookies for the neighborhood, but she didn’t bake the cookies just for the exchange. She was hiding a deep secret from her husb...
On the Road with Bighorn
A couple of hours before midnight, I was deeply engaged in my most beloved hobby – I was parked on the couch, one hand scrolling through Facebook, the other deep in a bag of Lays, with a Seinfeld episode in the background. It was Fusilli Jerry, I think. I wasn’t paying too much attention. It was my zillionth Seinfeld binge, and at this point I pretty much have that show memorized. Since the pandemic brought upon my untimely termination (doesn’t that sound better than “got axed”?), I was able to focus on my favorite hobby a lot more. In fact, in those many months at home, I have pretty much mas...