Felicia's Fortune Chapter 4: You Again!?!?_Bittersweet Reunion [Shortened Version]_Having fun yo
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Felicia's Fortune Chapter 4: You Again!?!?
After Azazel’s dramatic statement, Max and I decided to walk to our dorms. He walked me to my room, number 141, and gave me a map, which labeled each part of Camp Sparta. This is when I finally learned about the rest of camp.“There’s a lava-coated rock wall!?”“Yep.”“And a full armory!?”“Yeah, all the weapons come in all sizes imaginable. The kids love it.”I stared at Max in disbelief. He had to be joking, because lava was definitely not kid-safe. I was about to tell him so when a bell tolled.“That’s the nighttime bell. They ring it to let you know that you should get to bed. I’ll be in room 17...
Bittersweet Reunion [Shortened Version]
It was just another day for Lunessa at the bookstore she co-owned and worked at with her friend, Novalie, although this particular day had been a bit slower than usual. A sigh escaping from her slightly parted lips, she decided to close the book that she had been reading to pass the time and put it back in its place below the countertop where she stood. Although she had her mother’s knack for putting the store’s books back in their place (as her mother had previously owned the place), she didn’t have the drive to put it back on the shelf only to take it back out to read the next day. Adjusting...
Having fun you two?
When Paul and his wife Daisy went to bed in the evening there had been a blizzard outside and they hadn't thought much of it. Blizzards where a regular thing in Canada in the winter. Paul and Daisy lived alone in a small cabin in a valley surrounded by mountains. Their three children had all gone to have a family of their own and some of their grandchildren too and Paul and Daisy saw them a few times a year. They had home visits from licensed practical nurse three times a week to help them with various tasks such as bathing and bringing them their medication. Paul woke up the next morning with...
Mrs. Henderson
Jared unbuckled and stepped out of his car just as the first few flakes of snow started to dance their way to the ground. He saw Mrs. Henderson, his only neighbor, gathering grocery bags from her old minivan. She was in her 70’s and lived alone like him, so he started across the dirt yard to see if she needed any help. As he made his way to her property line he called out to her. “Hi Mrs. Henderson! Need any help?”. She looked back and saw him and a big smile broke out on her face. “Sure!” She smiled broadly, her bright eyes and round cheeks gave her a youthful look, much younger than her ...