The Greatest Treasure_An Unescapable Fate_The Night the Killer Was Also the Killed_Taking off my ros
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The Greatest Treasure
“Lay in a course for Tortuga, Harmon.”“I’m sorry, Captain, but I can’t do that.”Captain Wren whipped his sword out of the scabbard and laid the edge against First Mate Harmon. “Why the hell not, Harmon? Is this a mutiny? Are you defying me, your Captain? And it’s Captain John Wren, not plain old Captain. How many times must I tell you that?”First Mate Bill Harmon gulped slowly and speak carefully, so the motion of his Adam’s apple wouldn’t press against the keen edge of his Captain’s blade.“I don’t know how to do that, Captain John Wren. Sir.”Captain Wren withdrew his sword and returned it to...
An Unescapable Fate
“I have cancer.” The weight of the words sent a painful shiver through his body. Saying it out loud somehow made it real. He had spent months bargaining with himself, telling himself that if he kept quiet that the cancer would go away.But it didn’t.His mother wore her broken heart on her face. With a low voice, she croaked, “How long have you known?” Her tears were just under the surface. He could tell that she was using all her strength to stay calm. After all, this wasn’t about her.He hesitated to answer. He felt as though he had been transported through time to when he was a c...
The Night the Killer Was Also the Killed
“Oh, London is man’s town, there’s power in the airAnd Paris is a woman’s town, with flowers in her hair.”The man silently repeating the words to Henry Van Dyke’s ode to the comforts of home watched the Moscow skyline blur past from the backseat of the Volvo he was riding in. He didn’t even know the rest of the poem. Instead, he liked to conclude it with a stanza he had written himself: “And Moscow is killer’s town, wherewww.onedoor.cc everything is fair.”The man twisting the Van Dyke poem had not been born a poet. He hadn’t been born a killer. Born in Cheremoshnoye, a tiny rural village located in southern...
Taking off my rose colored lenses
This is finally the moment Jose is going to ask out Erica, finally. He has laid down the groundwork for this exact instance, beginning with their first introduction seven years ago, to their engaging late night conversations at college bars, and culminating with this moment right here: Erica across the room, laughing with her head held back while Jose nervously plays with the button on his coat. Jose is tense for two main reasons: although he has conjured up this moment multiple times in his day dreams and regular dreams, he really has no idea what he’s going to say or do to present the dating...