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Broken Trust
Allie Peters stood and looked wistfully at the spare bedroom. Once Samantha’s room, now tastefully outfitted in her mama’s furniture, a mahogany bed with matching dressers and nightstands, with the quilt her mother had always dressed it with carefully covering the bed, the walls painted a pale yellow now, a task made difficult by Sam’s insistence on painting her room in her preferred hot pink and black, two walls of each color.She sat down on the bed, reminiscing about Sam and all the talks they had had or had tried to have, Sam being every bit as standoffish and private as herself and every t...
Mojito For Here
The door creaked open and the rays of light entered the floorboards, finding its way to the walled shadows that have been there since the night before. A silhouette formed among the shadows that walled it and stood there was a man. Neat and tall, he was; the stranger entered the establishment, feeling the unfamiliar eyes that followed him as he strode over to the bar. The bartender on the other side of the counter prepared the first shot of whiskey, but the man only waved him off and sat on one of the round chairs that surrounded the counter. “What can I get you, sir?” asked the bartender, mou...
Imperial Guest Rooms
The guest room overlooked the yard where wedding guests were being ushered to their seats, and was empty until I came. The bride was a real bitch-kitty, but it was no coincidence that whenever she entered a room smoke alarms went off. Her dad was loaded. I figure that helped the groom make the leap. The kids in the yard with the violins pressed to their chins whom the groom had given five bucks each to stand in for a wedding orchestra were plucking out “Danger Zone” – picked by the groom of course – because he knows damn well what he’s getting himself into. Everyone arrived that morning, so t...
Mania!
The hairs on the back of Calica’s neck stood up as she pressed her ear up to the thick, steel door. It felt cold on her skin, a stark contrast to the relentless heat pulsating from the hundreds of studio lights that beat down on her. She hadn’t expected there to be so www.onedoor.ccmany, and she definitely wouldn’t have guessed that so much heat would radiate from them and cause her skin to feel like it was on fire .She let the rest of her body press up against the door, and for the briefest of moments the welcome coolness distracted her from the situation she was in. As she snapped back to reality, she lis...