The Pains of Success_What We Don't Know_Burning damage_Grandpa Must Have Smelt It.
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The Pains of Success
November 6th My Sweet Lizzy Love, I miss you so much it hurts. And the kids, man, my heart aches not seeing their little faces smiling up at me! You’re on my mind constantly and I long for you to be with me again. This week has been one I’ll never forget. It’s felt like a year wrapped in a week, wrapped in forever—not sure if that’s a good or bad thing. It’s just a thing, and that may be all right. I barely even know where I am right now. I think I’m in Dallas, but maybe that was yesterday. :) Anyway, I had my first round of interviews today. So so intimidating! My heart was pounding the ...
What We Don't Know
Part I: JessJust for a moment, the stars alignedJust for a moment, fingers intertwinedJust for a moment, their hearts were fullJust for a moment, silenced was her inner bullWhen the moment ended as they feared it wouldThe world had bent in a way she did not know it couldLife is fleeting and short, moments passing byFeelings she tried to sort, others made her smile and cryJust for a moment, the monotony stoppedJust for a moment, the moon and stars poppedJust for a moment, she dared to want moreJust for a moment, reality the stuff of folktale and loreThe intermittent high-pitched buzz of the ove...
Burning damage
The flames were dancing in the night sky, lighting up the dark street and releasing an intense smell of burnt wood. The starry sky welcomed them: the stars, perfectly visible until shortly before, were covered by that bright, intense, red color. Joleen, Zoe and Maia were watching the house burning, standing in the middle of the tight country road. «It's over», was whispering Joleen, «it's over». The remnants of the old walls fell at their feet in sparks and immediately went out, even before touching the ground. «What have you done?», asked Maia, turning to Joleen. Zoe was so desperate that sh...
Grandpa Must Have Smelt It.
Hidden behind the cart, Adam watched the door of the meeting hall. He wouldn’t dare enter, for he would be thrown out for being too young. Even worst; grandpa would see he was there. He could see the bar lights every time the door opened to let someone in. In the quiet of the night, he could hear the muffled voices of the people inside. The chill December Boston air would make anyone regret being outside at this hour. But Adam was determined to find out what grandpa was up to.Usually, Grandpa was an open book. He told stories of his voyages across the ocean. He spoke about how he crossed the N...