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StorySpare me Parson Thru313 years 6 months ago
StoryWhen a Child Dies Richard L. Prov...213 years 6 months ago

My stories

In memorium

‘Fancy a Cuppa?’ Johnny opened the wheelhouse door and banged his heel three times on the steel deck . ‘Wake up Dad! Fifteen minutes later a hatch opened and his father’s
Cherry

One day

One day sometime soon, the tides will roll in, just as they always have, but this time they won't stop. The seawater will fill the hotel rooms, the cars and petrol stations,

Ashes to ashes

‘Don’t touch that!’ The pickup truck had a fancy paint job, lowered suspension, chrome exhaust stacks, naked women on the radiator, chrome running boards, an eight cylinder engine
Cherry

America

‘Here’s my piece.’ Charlie dropped a nickel plated, snub nosed, 357 magnum into my hand. ‘Bought it off a little ol lesbian at my Church.’

Enantiodromia

Every evening, when the day stops and night begins, and every morning when night gives way to day, there is a moment of absolute stillness. The breeze stops, the leaves stop moving

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