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The Chameleon Shop The Chameleon Shop by Teresa Schulz
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“I’d ask you to be careful tomorrow, if I thought you’d listen to me,’ I said to him.
He looked sympathetic but annoyed. ‘Mum, I’m not a baby anymore.’ Then sensing that I was on the verge of crying, he hugged me gently to his chest.
I couldn’t remember the last time he’d hugged me this way. With my face pressed next to his heart I whispered softly, ‘You’ll always be my baby.’ The hug grew firmer and the teardrops began to fall freely.”
Teresa Schulz, Barbed Wire and Daisies
“Please,’ Neil shook the stinging fluid out of his eyes. Don’t beg. You’ll appear weak DO NOT BEG. ‘Please, I’m begging you. Don’t take my bike. It’s all I have left and I ... I ...’ he looked behind him in the direction of the city, ‘I can’t go back.”
Teresa Schulz, Barbed Wire and Daisies
“I had been waiting to get Angus alone, and he appeared a little apprehensive about the occurrence when I discreetly said, ‘Angus, my fine young man.’ I smiled charmingly. Now he knew something was up, for certain. ‘You wouldn’t know how to build a bomb by any chance would you?’
He looked around sheepishly, ‘Is this a trick question?’
I sighed impatiently, ‘You’re not going to get in trouble Angus.’
His shoulders dropped and he grinned wolfishly, ‘Well in that case ... doesn’t everyone?”
Teresa Schulz, Barbed Wire and Daisies
“Diplomacy be damned, Nate preferred to say what was on his mind. ‘Yes, and Aladdin might fly out your ass on his magic carpet and take you for a spin too.”
Teresa Schulz, Barbed Wire and Daisies
“Hastily, she put down the teacup. ‘What do I do? What do I do?’ she’d muttered as she resumed fast-pacing round the kitchen, dabbing a tea-towel absently at the stain, then clutching it to her breast like a lifesaver. ‘Call the cops? No I can’t do that ... Go and help him?’ She envisioned the grizzly scene. ‘No, I don’t really want to do that.”
Teresa Schulz, Barbed Wire and Daisies