About Time_Imo (potatoes)_The Woman in White_Black Moss Bridge
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About Time
The castle was crowded. Cinderella stood in a corner of the ballroom on a dais. As she looked out over the crowd she saw his head and shoulders bobbing up and down in the lively Minuet. His royal highness was dancing with a blonde and blue-eyed thing that looked like she weighed no more than a feather. Cinderella shook herself and looked in the opposite direction. Why hadn’t the Prince noticed her? She knew her own fairytale by heart, and being stuck living it on repeat had made her particularly familiar with the details of it. So then why in the world hadn’t the prince spotted her yet? She’d ...
Imo (potatoes)
The rice crop failed that autumn for the third year running, the wailing of the starving peasants penetrated deep into the daimyō’s (lord’s) castle. At the gate Sumitada and his father sat upon their horses surveying the rotting fields of Saitama Province. Orphaned children clustered at their stirrups daring touches upon their greaves to beg for coins. Bodies of dead peasants, their parents perhaps, half covered in water, lay still on the ground where tall rice stalks once had swayed, their hands still stuck in the wet earth where they had died grubbing for nourishment the poisoned soil was lo...
The Woman in White
It all started with what was already customary on weekends for José María, Bárbara and their children, siblings, in-laws, nieces and nephews: One Sunday morning, a week before Christmas 1966, they phoned each other to go on a picnic, this time to some picturesque spot in the cedar and pine forests edging the old road from Mexico City to Cuernavaca, near Parres, the village that marks the highest point along the road. “Let’s see, Eloísa,” Bárbara said on the phone to her sister. “I’m bringing chicken broth; tuna fish and vegetables in aspic; rum and Coke for the men to drink; and, for dessert, ...
Black Moss Bridge
Tommy knew they’d be wawww.onedoor.cciting to jump him where Odessa Drive meets Skylark. They had told him so just after 4th period before shoving his small body into his locker and securing the padlock. Mike Tanner, Billy Langley and that tall fat kid who transferred from Spencer before summer break. The Soldier War Boys, they called themselves. They laughed to the end of the hall. Only when the echoes of their laughter faded into silence did Tommy fill his lungs with air and shout. The sound of his voice struggled to be heard beyond the suffocating metal box but, inside, it boomed. Thirty minutes felt lik...