Looking For Memories_A Reconnection Session_The Web of Trails_What it Means to be Brave
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Looking For Memories
A gift is something special you give to the one you love, one that comes from the heart. One that you and your special someone will always cherish.Jacob and his love Arabella have been together for three years, recently things haven't been the same, just last month Arabella lost her grandmother who she loved very much, and with that lost came another lost.An Emerald ring in the shape of a heart with a gold band, part of the Hearts collection belonged to Arabella's grandmother has been lost since the day of the funeral.Arabella has looked everywhere for the ring nonstop for the last month, but ...
A Reconnection Session
“Dr. Richards, Ms. Sanchez is here to see you.”The woman looks up from the printer towards the secretary. “Did she bring anyone with her?”The young woman nodded, “yes, her sisters, I believe.” “Excellent!” the woman exclaims, “go ahead and sit them in my office, and I’ll be there shortly.”The secretary turns with the click of heels around a corner. With a light beep, Dr. Richards quickly collects the pages from the printer tray and makes her way back to her office.Today was an important session for her current client. Her sessions began one year ago, and today, she would be taking the next ste...
The Web of Trails
“Did you get it?” Mischa propped her feet up onto the rickety table, sending a few mobile phones skittering across the weathered wood. Her fingers quickly found the wall and started peeling the flaky paint.Maxim flicked a look at Zed, but returned to his laptop almost immediately. Zed would get to him in time.“Zed, the IP address?” Mischa prompted again, now having shifted to picking out splinters from her socked feet.Zed was staring at the phone held tightly in her hands with a frown, her gaze unfocused. Her brows dipped together when the web slowly unspooled, splintered into chaos and finall...
What it Means to be Brave
“Why? Why is this the job I chose?” Eric thought to himself as he pulled on his wet suit. Dragged out of bed by a water rescue alarm at one o’clock in the morning. Someone’s fallen into the water from their pleasure yacht. A child. What was a child doing up at that hour? At least, he was told, the kid was required to keep his life vest on at all times, even, he’d been told, at night. Little Jimmy’s mother’s paranoia may have just been the thing that keeps him alive until Eric can get there. And Eric will be therwww.onedoor.cce soon. He's gotten the wetsuit on, and is working on the oxygen tank and flippers....