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    KINDERKARE by Meredith Suter-Wadley

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    Kinderkare Meredith Wadley I. The parents Absolutely two kinds of parents leave their kids with us, those who appreciate what we do for...

    THE MAN, THE WOODS, AND THE MISTAKE by Theresa DePoi

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    “The Man, the Woods, and the Mistake” He could hear his heart pounding in his chest and his throat burned like fire as he ran faster and faster.  He...

    BLACK OP BLOG by John E.C.

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    Black Op Blog for R.N. The reason? To heighten, within the populace, the fear and hatred of the perceived enemy’s threat, in order to increase the...

    THE POWER OF MUSIC by Ron Torrence

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    THE POWER OF MUSIC Rachel opened the door of her townhouse to see Patrick, Bay City’s leading impresario, pick nervously at the sleeve of his navy-blue blazer.

    SNOW JOB by Thomas Larsen

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         Tucker turned down Morris and walked past the house. TV flashed above the curtains. Since coming home from the hospital Ray watched movies all night. Said it took her mind off...

    AS LONG AS THE DEP CAN JOIN THE DOTS by Mike Hickman

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    As Long as the Dep Can Join the Dots By Mike Hickman “So, let me get this straight…” Inspector Crichton said, chewing the end of his...

    FIRST FLOOR PLEASE by Loria Davis

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    1st Floor Please By Loria Davis “Hold the door! Hold the door, please!” she yelled.             No way! After the way Stephanie embarrassed...

    THE DRIVER by Diandra Daley

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    My hands went white as they gripped tightly around the steering wheel. I leaned my head against it for a moment and pulled back to see sweat covering the horn. The excess...

    KINGFISH OF LOUISIANA by William R. Stoddart

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    Kingfish of Louisiana  The express jet banked low over huge storage vats of crude oil that lined the chocolate brown river. Damian was headed home after twenty-five years. He...

    EDNA by Katie Sweeting

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    I didn’t know what to wear. Of all the things to think about on that first morning, I concentrated on clothing. Not too dressy—it wasn’t a party. I wouldn’t wear a clingy...