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Peter
Bodil admires the slight tan she has achieved as she stretches her long, slim arms up towards the branches of the apple tree. A dappled shade flickers across the perambulator parked beside her as little Pamela lies sleeping, her blanket clutched tightly in one podgy fist. She had so desperately wanted to make a good first impression when Charles had been hired by the school to join the mathematics department. Now the academic year is over, she can enjoy some peace in the school grounds. Bodil is painfully aware she hasn't helped her husband settle in as smoothly as a proper wife - an English w...
Charms
Things had not been going swimmingly. Speaking on a larger scale or a smaller scale, things were simply not peachy and they hadn’t been for a while now. Not only had someone rear-ended him at a junction devastatingly close to his home last weekend, but he had also dribbled toothpaste down his only fresh shirt this morning. It was his only fresh shirt because his iron had given up the ghost on Tuesday, although not before leaving with a perfectly half-ironed shirt, arguably even less professional than a completely non-ironed one. Anyway, life had taken a curious turn and he had had quite enough...
My final thoughts on you
“Now, as we stand three feet apart and stare at each other, I feel the full distance that comes with spending so much time apart, a moment filled with the electricity of a first meeting and the uncertainty of strangers.”― Marie Lu, ChampionDiary note 1 -Amore You were everything to me, why did you leave me? I remember your sweet words, those words that meant the world with every sentence that left your mouth. You lied to me you said you would stay no matter how hard things got. Where are you now? You're gone. You never planned to stay, did you? I was just a fool a clown to you, someone who mea...
Comrades to Nemeses
“Come on, girls!” Mrs. Garcia scolded. “We have to leave to shop now if we’re going to be getting home to get ready for soccer in time.”“Okay, Lindsay,” of the two girls, Eden agreed, and Jade did as well, heeding with a frown, and saying, “Okay, Mom.”Eden Cicors-Green and Jade Garcia were extremely close friends, and they spent so much time together that they practically lived at each other’s houses and constantly had sleepovers together.As the girls buckled their seatbewww.onedoor.cclt, Mrs. Garcia called, “Are we going to Staples or Target?” she called, because the girls were in the 3rd row of the car.“...