Cindy

CINDY by Gail Holmes The coach seemed drastically hot, mind you it was late July, I’d a weeks half-term from Boarding school, then back for two months, then I’d be finished with the school, mercifully[…]

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Encounter in the warehouse

Martin moved quickly through the broken concrete and rusting pieces of metal. He knew that he really should not be cutting through the empty warehouses. It was private property and he was trespassing. However, there[…]

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Ex-wife

I'm laying in my bed wondering what had woken me up. The room is dark and the clock said it is only shortly after 12:00 AM and though I didn't hear anything, I sense that[…]

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