My wife

My Wife's Best Friend Lara and I had been married for just over a year when her best friend Terri left her husband. The two of them had two children, both quite young. They were[…]

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The alleyway

As she walked down the dimly lit street , looking for a phone booth, she regretted driving through this seedy neighborhood. How was she to know that her car would break down, and her cell[…]

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P.o.v. – three times over.

P.O.V. – Three times over. People experience things differently, hear things differently, remember things differently. This story is about an incident involving three individuals. It is told three times, once from each person's point of[…]

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Late for dinner

“102. One Hundred and Two Fucking Degrees.” Allen checked the temperature gauge on his car one more time, then got reluctantly out. Allen was 19 years old, and home for the summer after his first[…]

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The taming tent

"Jen! Oh Jen, I'm glad you got here in time. In a little while, there wouldn't have been anything left." Jen pulled the flaps of the circus tent closed behind her. "Are the pickings that[…]

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My friends sister

When a new family moved into our small town it was common for everyone to want to know them. It made it easier for everyone to go ahead and classify those people. One day another[…]

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