The Library Book_The Gala_Be My Eyes Young One._A Sunrise Sign
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The Library Book
It’s been 6 months since my mother’s death, and I know I need to move on. It is just so difficult for me. My dad has his own family to take care of since the porce, and my sisters are away at college, so the family is leaving it up to me to pack up the remainder of mom’s things. While compiling the final few boxes, the phone rings. A familiar voice, soft and delicate, a lot like my mom’s. My heart sinks just listening to her careful cadence and sweet sincerity. She said, “Hello, it this Kate?” “Yes,” I said timidly. “I am Nevaeh from the library,” she explained. “I am so sorry to bother you,...
The Gala
It seemed to be the longest day, hell year, in history for Sophie. The day was a stream of meetings,www.onedoor.cc Zoom calls, phone calls and drop-in “just for a minute” conversations. “So many things to do and not enough time” became her motto of the day. Just as she was getting ready, for the hundredth time, to make the edits to the negotiation notes, she hears a knock at her door. Looking up from her desk, trying desperately to look neutral, Sophie smiles and says, “Hey, Andre, how are you doing today?” Andre, the company’s in-house counsel had a way of giving compliments and feedback in a way that m...
Be My Eyes Young One.
Two people sat underneath an old oak tree in the early spring. The older one wrapped with a lap blanket and prayer shawl to keep away the chill; the younger one in a hooded cloak over a simple robe. They talked of the colors of a bed of tulips next to the benches. After a time, the older one said:“I need you to take a journey young one. Do you recall the first path we walked when you became my student?”“Yes, Master Reeves. Garden of the Gods, it was summer.”The old man smiled and spoke.“Yes, that’s the place. Go son, be my eyes, come back and tell me what you see.”“I will master.”“Remember it...
A Sunrise Sign
It was another dreary day, the weather was so beautiful but why couldn’t her mood be. Jade sighed, as the train rumbled on. She hated when she felt this way, it made her want to cry all day. She hate days when she felt like her heart was gone. She had given it to someone but only to have him return it. Why did it hurt so much? Why did she still miss him?If it wasn’t for her high school friend Lucy, she would be home right now crying her heart of for someone who didn’t love her. Lucy, that sweet women has been begging her to come visit her home out in the country. Lucy lived in the North Richla...