Patrick and me 2

Patrick and Me part 2 After that Patrick and I often went to Shay's. No one in H__ was going to mess with one of the few money making enterprises in the burg, so Shay's[…]

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The gift

THE GIFT I stumbled over the metal threshold of the doorway as I hurried into the convenience store. I looked down immediately to see what my toe had hit then looked up, embarrassed, to see[…]

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Graven images

It has been a quiet fall afternoon. The sun has nearly melted completely into the horizon, leaving only remnants of light to linger along the skyline. The orange glow, which resembles molten lava, makes the[…]

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Wet dreams

The room was dark; I woke up with a start to a noise outside my window. I was wearing a scrap of fabric that I soon realized was little more than a black lace bra[…]

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My day

My Day The alarm clock clicks on and a slightly manic voice comes out of the speakers, “Good morning, I am the saviour of Radio 1, the one and only Chris Moyes”, “Bugger, that means[…]

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