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Cherry

A Quiet Death

He does not like artificial light. Prefers natural darkness. Sunlight seeps in like an apology for a shy illumination of his room. She likes it this...
Cherry

Bucharest and all that.

A man sits at a small, round table outside a café in the busy Macca Vilacrosse arcade – hardly a noteworthy sight. On the table sits the empty cup...
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Gold cherry

My Dinosaur Era Chapter 21

get dressed, sit on the bed, no sign of ginny, long smoke break glad that she’s here, despite her toddler style whining she knew I shouldn’t be alone...
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Empathy

Having been accused of reckless driving, once we were working the whole morning and getting tired, Prof Sauer said call it a day for lunch I said “...

INCHES.

In our home, we wait until something is on its last legs before it is repaired or a new one is bought. The large glass in our back door was cracked,...
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Cherry

Whiskey and wet pine cones.

Late last night I took a new bottle of whiskey outside and sat under the pine tree with the low branches in the back garden. Rain came on, fine rain...
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Cherry

My Dinosaur Era Chapter 20

I am considering changing the title to A History of Napping
Cherry

Peter

He knew pretty much straight away that fully removing Peter's head had been a mistake. Knowing there was no point in trying to put it back on however...
Cherry

Flute has no bottom.

“So then, this is life. It's not quite what I expected" said the one I had decided to call Flute on account of his floaty, melodic voice. "What...
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