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Friendly Fire on a Cold Winter's Morn

George logged onto his account. “Can you believe this January weather?” read the message on his wall. “Coldest winter in twenty years. Global warming my ass!"
Cherry

Running Boy

I awoke and was a boy once again. I didn’t know such things were possible. But there I was. Jumping out of bed, into jeans, sneakers, t-shirt and out the door.

Ten Twittles to Dwell On (IP)

Once upon a time they lived happily ever after. Then came TV. They still live happily ever after, only vicariously, while munching popcorn.

Five Shades of Ray

After hastily spreading the legs of his latest pick up, Sebastian Ray crouched there like a lion in a feeding frenzy, his tongue growing numb from the strain of his efforts.

Saying Goodbye to Grace

Ginger packed Grace’s things in a shoe box. A photo of she and Grace at the beach. A tatterd Elmo doll and Grace’s pearl-studded dog collar.

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