The book

Jason shifted uncomfortably in the wooden desk. He was staring at the classroom door, waiting for Grace to walk through it. He glanced at the clock—less than a minute before the bell would ring. He[…]

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On the boardwalk

Ramsey walked down the wooden boardwalk, to his left were closed vendors and to his right was a strip of sand around 20 feet in width, and at its edge the moon glistened off of[…]

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Playdates, act dos

Lauren was walking down the street when a red Honda came screeching to a stop next to her. “Jesus, Tara,” she muttered, as she slung her backpack off her shoulder and walked toward the car.[…]

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Workers playtime

A course Geordie voice shouted as I heard someone wolf-whistle me, "Careful you don't show us your stocking tops; sweetheart!" I had arrived home half an hour earlier after finishing a night shift at the[…]

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