Tag Archives: Love

I drew the shrew

First impressions are important and never more so than when a boy meets a girl.  There’s more going on below the surface than most of us are aware of. Tom was aware, at least in theory of what he referred … Continue reading

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Mud…for Jean.

Mud Within the faux oak panelled walls of the funeral director’s inner sanctum, Adele could hear the faint sound of weeping. This place, she thought, was a terminus for grief; journey’s end. For many it was where they got off, … Continue reading

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Dawn

Dawn How long before dawn? We have an hour or so! How long exactly? Sixty eight minutes. Sixty eight minutes. What will happen then? Will you fade as the dawn creeps in through the window and the first rays of … Continue reading

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