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I’m going to kill her.Feet pounding down the pavement, his hand slid along the bulge in his overcoat for the thousandth time, tracing the solid bulk of the gun within.She did it for the last time. The last goddamn time.The bitter wind tugged at his hair, billowing it out into a sea of black tentacles. The bare trees and cloudy sky passed unseen overhead, the rumble of traffic an unregistered background hum.He had never been a violent person, had never harmed anyone, not even an animal. The gun had been locked away since he had bought it a decade ago for protection, thinking he would never touc...
Sky PlayGround
Look up into the sky and you will see the most amazing sight, a place so wondrous, so imaginative you won't believe with your own eyes until you see it in real time. So come with me and have the most magical time. Bring your kids, friends, bring everybody you know on this once in a lifetime adventure. Come and join me at Sky Playground.Emma looks at the flyer many times to see if her eyes are not playing any tricks. She sees people around her also reading the flyer. They look up into the sky as does Emma and see what loowww.onedoor.ccks like a UFO. They do not know what to make of it. Then Emma and the peop...
Lusting After The Librarian
I love books. I also love libraries. The first thing I do when I travel somewhere is find a local library and a local book shop. Libraries serve as great spots to brave a rain shower and books are great companions on a quiet night in, or train ride. They also make wonderful gifts and I buy them as souvenirs from my travels. I like local libraries. You can learn a lot about a community by just perusing the library. What types of events is the library hosting? What classes if any does the library host? What postings are on the library bulletin board? What books are on display at the library. Are...
Panic
Lucy always set the alarm tone on her iPhone to harps because it reminded her of angels. Angels gave the day a spiritual start, though she usually woke up a few minutes before and grabbed the phone to check her texts, email and news. Sometime during this process the harps would play, but not today.Perfect lines of sunlight painted her walls, projected from the Venetian blind slats. The room was sparse because almost everything that gave Lucy joy was contained in her devices.On her phone the blue email icon with the quaint drawing of the envelope contained no little numbers in its red bubble. I...