Club fatale, pt. 7

Club Fatale, Pt. 7 Chapter Twelve – Athena “Let me look at that,” I said as I prodded the wound gingerly. “You need a /> Emma had gotten the injury in our last game. “I’ll[…]

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Night games

I grew up in at the edge of a fairly small town. From my house, 2 blocks to the north was marshland, 2 blocks west was fields, mostly corn. In my neighborhood there was a[…]

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Sonya' siren song

It was late summer, on a Friday afternoon, after a long week, as I turned into my driveway, and there was Sonya, playing a solo game of basketball with the hoop over the garage door.[…]

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Parts of anger

The phone rang and Michael went to answer it. Silk relaxed as much as she could at that moment. She heard him speaking but could not really tell what he was saying. He sounded like[…]

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