My daughter wendy

MY DAUGHTER WENDY Part 1 Please note this is a continuation of my little Hitchhiker, but starts off slow – very slow, the first few chapters are setting the scene. I arrived at work that[…]

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Psyche

I was barely surviving when I turned thirteen. I was nothing and no one, a street rat with no home or family. With puberty came power, only not like others. I could move things with[…]

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Rider chapter 1

Let's face it. There's nothing new under the sun, is there? My kind of story will have been told a hundred times before. Probably better, hopefully worse. But I'd like to tell you anyway. Imagine:[…]

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Thea – chapter six

Chapter Six Three weeks later Thea was in bed reading when a grinning Irene came into her room. Thea smiled at her entrance and scooted over so she could sit down. The two shared a[…]

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Was it right?

Hi, my name is Joey, I've recently graduated high school, but there was something that happened during my sophomore year that I am a little ashamed of, but felt so good, something that I am[…]

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Cynthia 1

I suppose everyone has heard of the classic movie Christmas Story, set in the 40s about a young boy, Ralphie, who wants nothing but a Red Ryder BB gun for Christmas. After many let-downs by[…]

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Cider mill season

It was the fall of the year in Michigan. The time of year when all the cider mills show their wares. One cider mill in particular seemed busier than most. A well dressed gentleman came[…]

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