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A traveler story
“…The phone rang for a moment and then another moment more. There were a few times before the long slur of silence between the monotonous ring that she thought Bre was picking up. But she never did. Of course; it’s an unknown number.”
(story below)
Also, today, I reached the second to last leg of the book in edits!
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A jealous person will always prevent you from seeing the good and beauty in yourself.
A short story fable.
A thoughtful day with pizza on the shores of Myrtle Beach.
Elsie remembers precious lost memories while she sits on the sand and overlooks the shore.
And of course, she stops for pizza.
Fear can really screw with love, can’t it? All this regret really makes for a hopeless fellow. But mercy does not equal foresight.
The night had set in and it was dark, only the low blue glow of the horizon, and the moon and stars above lighted my path. I peeked out from behind a bush at a train car in crawling motion. I ran and jumped and grabbed hold of a railing. Stepping onto the median, I […]
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