Torn at the Shoulder_Smiles of Stars_Whitening_Anniversary Gifts
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Torn at the Shoulder
He hesitated at the door to her room, took a breath and slid inside.Her eyes blinked open. Tired, drugged out. They jelled into focus. “You’re still wearing it,” she said.“Yes,” he answered, trying to smile.“For me?”“Of course.”“I never apologized.” He shrugged and she continued. “And you’ve never fixed the tear.”“No. It reminds me.”“I’ve never thought about it. Since….”The silence settled and her eyes closed. He studied her face. The slope of her forehead, her full lips, her cheek bones and her jawline. Her nose where she said it had broken in a playground when she was seven. And he compared...
Smiles of Stars
Hey! Thiswww.onedoor.cc story contains mentions of panic attacks, depression, and death. If those are sensitive topics for you, I'd recommend skipping this one. Katherine is being stared at. They are subtle enough, but not quite so that she can’t tell. She takes a sip from her red solo cup- it’s just water, but she hadn’t wanted to draw attention to herself. Yet she’d still managed. Not for her choice of drink, but for something she hadn’t anticipated. She was smiling. Katherine Langhart was smiling. She didn’t remember the last time she’d done that, and clearly nobody else did either. Her smile wasn’t that...
Whitening
I’m standing in front of an oak door about to go into battle. That’s what it was every time I saw Mister Rhodes. All out psychological warfare. And, sure enough, he always won. But on this day, I am bringing reinforcements. The most badass lawyer ever to come out of Spelman University.Latonya Wilkins, Esquire. She made a name for herself fighting for the citizens of Flint Michigan in a highly publicized class-action lawsuit. Ever since then, she has worked with organizations like Black Lives Matter to find instances of police corruption and snuff it out.Still, having her over my shoulder intim...
Anniversary Gifts
Anniversary GiftsI had was $1、87、 That was all I managed to save from my allowance. The rest went towards buying baseball cards. Baseball wasn't just my hobby. It was my food. It was my air. It was my innards. It was my savior. I had all the greats: Hank Aaron, Willie Mays, Yogi Berra. And of course, Mickey Mantle.And it was lucky, because I didn't have much else. I mean, I wasn't much good at anything.The year was 1962、 Baby boomers were crowding the classrooms. The principal decided that the solution was to skip kids a grade. So they skipped me...