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And That's Just Sad
It was tough for me growing up. Both of my parents were very strict. Yet they would send me out to play and tell me not to come home until it was time for dinner.It was hard trying to make friends. The few I had never wanted to come over and play at my house. And I was never invited to play at their homes.While my few friends were having sleepovers I was at home by myself playing with my train set and matchbox cars until I learned to read. Then I would read and listen to the local top 40 on AM radio. Thought this was fun until I would hear my friends laughing as they told of all the...
Co-Star
Oliver and Julia fell in love on the stage. They masked the feeling by showing affection through the characters they played but when the stage went dark, they found themselves next to each other again. “Wow. You again? Can I ever get away from you?” Oliver grinned down at Julia with her many bouquets. She giggled and tried to hold all the flowers in her arms. “Let me help you with that.”Oliver took some of her flowers and helped her to her car. On the walk there, they felt the beautiful night and Julia opened up with no issue, “You did such a good job out there, Oliver. I can’t believe we get ...
Destiny's Portrait
Destiny’s Portrait—George DavisI was sitting at a table in the Bickford Inn eating my breakfast when the door opened and a funny-looking stranger entered. He was no more than five-five and probably weighed less than one-hundred pounds, soaking wet. He came over to where I was seated. “Good morning, Sir,” he said, a wide smile on his ruddy face. “Good morning,” I said. Extending my hand, “My name is Damien Foster.” “Benjamin Grand, not Grande as in the river.” “Nice to meet you, Benjamin. I can call you Benjamin can I not?” “Yes, that’s the name I go by most of the time. Some call me, Ben. I ...
Fireworks in the Fortune
"Pauline, I see sparks in your future. A colorful one filled with twists and turns. Be careful not to get lost in it all," the fortune teller's creaky voice whispered to me from across the old table made from a crate and a dark purple blanket. I can’t believe I just spent $15 to be told that I’m going to see fireworks later. Everyone is, I mean that’s always how the summer carnival ends. What’s so special about that?I quickly scoot the old stool back as I stand up, thanking the elderly fortune-teller as I leave a twww.onedoor.ccip for her hospitality. I may be skeptical, but at least she kept her accent on ...