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Casual Fate
Throughout my life, I’d always been the youngest. The youngest of five siblings, the youngest amongst twelve cousins and the youngest in my group of friends. Experience made me an expert on being with older peowww.onedoor.ccple. I knew how to talk to them and I knew what to expect from them. However, I wasn’t at all used to children. In fact, I was not interested in them - at all. When everyone saw a cute baby, I just saw a baby. When others saw cute toddlers, I just saw toddlers. However, Mia was different. She looked about seven or eight years old and, the day I first saw her, she was stroking a street pu...
ALL SET
Content warning: domestic abuse The bright sun shone through the bedroom window. Jean awoke, She heard the front door slam, knowing it was someone she once trusted leaving the premises; staggering, swearing his way out the house, down the path, across the road in search of the bottle. He would call it sauce but was stronger than ketchup and less prestigious than the Houses of Parliament. He would be away all day and return at night in the same filthy mood. Gritting her teeth, she sat up, ignoring the pain but noticing the keeker that was developing. Jean had gorgeous blue eyes enhanced by mak...
He Rode in on a Horse
That day had been like any other Monday in the small town of Hickory Spring. Old Mr. Holden had opened his shop exactly at eight on the dot. Mary Ann Murphy opened the library ten minutes past eight, always late as usual. Beatrice Miller sat on her front porch with her ten-year-old Chihuahua on her lap. Twenty-five-year-old Michel Andrews pulled into the gas station parking lot for his shift at fifteen minutes pass eight. Like clockwork at eight thirty former home coming queen and now mother of two, Libby Smith walked out of the town’s only gas station to head home after her shift. Mayor Ben S...
Beyond City Lights
Beyond City Lights A full moon shimmered across blue-grey paddocks. Evening colors muted daytime dry hues. A few grey sheep nod their way over pastures, sleep walking away from highway edges. Only their movement makes them visible amid like tints. Standing sentinel are reminders from a population of eucalypts. What did settlers do to this land? Clearing, mining, die-back and now drought. Stands of these few trees are grey upon grey, like a black and white television with contrasts turned down. Such colorlessn...