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June 6, 2013
Waiting for the Last Dance, Chapter 6
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Chapter Six
I decided to walk to school on Tuesday morning. Mom offered to drive me, but I didn't want to feel like a little kid again. So I shoved my books into my pack, made sure the blue streak in my hair curved over my left ear, and headed out into another damned bright morning.
I supposed things could have been worse. After all,
Chapter Six
I decided to walk to school on Tuesday morning. Mom offered to drive me, but I didn't want to feel like a little kid again. So I shoved my books into my pack, made sure the blue streak in my hair curved over my left ear, and headed out into another damned bright morning.
I supposed things could have been worse. After all,
June 2, 2013
Waiting for the Last Dance, Chapter 5
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Chapter
Five
Gian seemed subdued when he arrived at
the library and I feared I had upset him when I went to see Akio. Why did I do so many stupid things?
Later I realized Gian had other problems
to worry about and probably didn't even consider me being stupid. Why had the reporters tried to talk to
him? How did he feel about the death of
Mr.
Chapter
Five
Gian seemed subdued when he arrived at
the library and I feared I had upset him when I went to see Akio. Why did I do so many stupid things?
Later I realized Gian had other problems
to worry about and probably didn't even consider me being stupid. Why had the reporters tried to talk to
him? How did he feel about the death of
Mr.
May 31, 2013
Flash Friday # 45: The Battle
General Patigen looked across the long table where plans, maps and the debris of dinner sat scattered in arcane clusters that might mean something dangerous; at least everything except the plate of congealing meat and gravy, though to Kartus that looked the most troubling. The stuff quivered now and then, and though Kartus knew that came from the movement of troops tramping across the
May 28, 2013
Waiting for the Last Dance, Chapter 4
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Chapter Four
I walked home about eight and found my parents curled up together on the sofa and watching a movie. I waved and headed to my room, feeling stuffed and tired. I had to find some time to study for the last trig test. Maybe I should have asked Gian to help me, though he wasn't very good at it, either.
Akio had been the best at math
May 23, 2013
Flash Fiction # 44: The Trees
The distant hum stopped, the woods filled with silence as we all held our breaths, waiting.
And then it came; the horrible, heart-wrenching sound as a big tree groaned and fell, the ground trembling even here, so far away.
So another of the elders died and a moan traveled through the forest as every living thing here mourned the loss. Well, all except the blind and deaf humans. The saplings
And then it came; the horrible, heart-wrenching sound as a big tree groaned and fell, the ground trembling even here, so far away.
So another of the elders died and a moan traveled through the forest as every living thing here mourned the loss. Well, all except the blind and deaf humans. The saplings
May 20, 2013
Waiting for the Last Dance, Chapter Three
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Chapter Three
We had Story Time on Saturday afternoons in the library, and every nanny in the community arrived with their little rug rats. The first few minutes are always chaotic. The Miesen twins, aged six -- and old enough to know better -- inevitably create problems. I had come to dread living across the street from them, fearing the
Chapter Three
We had Story Time on Saturday afternoons in the library, and every nanny in the community arrived with their little rug rats. The first few minutes are always chaotic. The Miesen twins, aged six -- and old enough to know better -- inevitably create problems. I had come to dread living across the street from them, fearing the
May 18, 2013
Waiting for the Last Dance, Chapter Two
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Chapter Two
"You up, Marisha?" Mom shouted from the bottom of the stairwell, which amplifies her voice and I swear makes her sound like a harpy. "Time to get up, Marisha!"
"Yeah. Right. Whatever." I pulled the pillow over my head and tried to find the perfect warm spot in my bed.
I have always hated mornings. I hate the mere thought of
May 17, 2013
Waiting for the Last Dance, Chapter One
Marisha Fortier is only days from high school graduation. Living in the exclusive community of Deervale, she is surrounded by security and riches. Deervale, however, isn't without trouble. Over a year ago, a drug-related auto accident left Gian, the boy next door, in a wheelchair. And now Akio, the person who was driving that car, has returned to Deervale for her father's funeral.
Gian
Gian
Waiting for the Last Dance, Chapter 1
Marisha Fortier is only days from high school graduation. Living in the exclusive community of Deervale, she is surrounded by security and riches. Deervale, however, isn't without trouble. Over a year ago, a drug-related auto accident left Gian, the boy next door, in a wheelchair. And now Akio, the person who was driving that car, has returned to Deervale for her father's funeral.
Gian
Gian
May 16, 2013
Flash Friday # 43: Farewell
He would be leaving within the hour.
Notus stood by the window staring at the wide expanse of grays and yellows stretching across the horizon. He closed his eyes and tried to remember the feeling he'd had the first time he looked out this window, three years ago. He barely remembered the dread knowing this was the only view he would see for years. He'd begun by counting the days. . . .
Notus stood by the window staring at the wide expanse of grays and yellows stretching across the horizon. He closed his eyes and tried to remember the feeling he'd had the first time he looked out this window, three years ago. He barely remembered the dread knowing this was the only view he would see for years. He'd begun by counting the days. . . .
