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Dirt to Dust
Dirt to dust: my buddy. I see your face as you smile, when we meet. I can hear your voice, as we chat about life walking down the street. I…
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A Forest Walk
A Forest walk, on a summer day, the sun shining bright on this fair land. The mirror of the grass, in the waters edge watching the wild life play in…
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The Last Connection
Tim sat alone in the big stone house. The fire blazed and yet he felt cold. The flames licked the sods of turf within the stove, dancing around the sides…
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Not a Social Call
A sudden rap on the front door took us abruptly away from our evening tea. The smell of fried sausages wafted down the hall from the kitchen. A tall shadow…
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Togs
I can picture it now vividly, the four of us lined up in our swimming togs, staring out at the vast Atlantic Ocean, our playground for the morning when we…
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Top
“Top or bottom?” The question seemed innocent enough and for a fleeting moment I allowed the optimistic hope of all parents of teenage girls to creep in and allow me…
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Stranger on a Train
Seat 36A looked safe enough. The carriage was empty, save for an old gentleman at the far end already nodding off, and an aging woman in 37A, now looking at…
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It’s Hard to Get Into
Jenny mustered all her stubbornness and stared hard at Tommie, willing her glare not to betray the fear twisting inside her. But the tremor in her voice betrayed her. “I…
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The Cliff Path
At first, it was a low murmur. Then came the unmistakable rhythm of footsteps pounding past, urgent and unsteady. Rita’s pulse quickened. She sprang to the window and peered down…
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The Quitting Game
“Winners never quit and quitters never win,” has always been my motto. I was no quitter, I was persistent. At nineteen with legs up to my armpits and assets other…