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PILLOW TALK – By Jerry Johnson

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PILLOW TALK By Jerry Johnson "For the rain it raineth every day."   - from Twelfth Night, by William Shakespeare GREG AND HOLLY“Greg?”“What?”“Aren’t you asleep?”“No, I’m not asleep. I was watching the Moon through the window. And watching you...

JUST BEFORE HE PAINTED THE HANDS – By A. A. Reinecke

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JUST BEFORE HE PAINTED THE HANDSBy A. A. Reinecke It was a good day: one of those summer days that come in a weeklong string like a muslin handkerchief laid over the calendar when the...

UNREST – By Vicki J. Bell

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UNRESTBy Vicki J. Bell Every family has its’ own bag of crazy.  Some only have quirks, like the teenage son who sleeps with a stuffed walrus or the daughter born without a left ear lobe. ...

THE NIGHTMARE THAT NEVER SLEEPS – By Michael Neary

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THE NIGHTMARE THAT NEVER SLEEPSBy Michael Neary The nightmare materialized once more when Noor awoke from her dreams.The yellow walls were shaking and the floors were trembling.  Noor sat up quickly and looked desperately around....

THE BLOSSOM-WATCHERS – By David Vardeman

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THE BLOSSOM-WATCHERSBy David Vardeman Mr. King’s son married Mr. Feinmann’s daughter.  “We should get married too,” Mr. Feinmann said to Mr. King.“Do you mean to each other?”“I was thinking more of ladies.”“Oh, of course,” Mr....

TABLE – By Brandi Handley

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TABLEBy Brandi Handley Daniel sat at the kitchen table, his hands folded on top of it.  He heard the familiar clunk as two of the uneven legs hit the floor.  It was like riding a see-saw every...

A RUSSIAN STORY – By Steven Pelcman

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A RUSSIAN STORYBy Steven Pelcman Masha wasn’t a beautiful woman but she had an inner beauty and she made a man feel good because she was strong, able to look into your eyes and speak...

UNRAVELING – By Niikah Hatfield

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UNRAVELINGBy Niikah Hatfield Down the street, rubber soles slapping against the pavement and squelching in the little places where there is water. One of the laces has come untied, and it drags along behind each...