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The inky earth trembled as the King of the Undead thrust a ghastly hand from his grave. Clutching a solitary blood rose, a second hand writhed to the surface. As he clutched his marble resting place, he lifted his maw and roared, “Hell is too small for Dad Ragu!”“Cut!” Ramsay shouted gripping his ginger locks.
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Well you have to quit fooling around now and go to the damn doctor,” Frankie said.Dustin rubbed his temples as the growing goose egg on his forehead throbbed.“I’m fine, I just need to sleep.”“You slept like a log last night. Go to doctor, bae. “Dustin half listened to his wife while remembering the restless night
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He could have had love but instead he chose onions. Sassy reds, sensual walla wallas, andcoy yellow onions lolled on his granite countertop. Long and hard, his Wusthof was slick with sweet onion juice as Chris sliced. Stefany, with the pouty lips and the annoying voice that always sounded as if every sentence was a
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You take a breath, steady your nerves, and head for the door at the end of the corridor. Each cushioned step whispered a memory.2Handsum: morning booHoneymoon: I love waking up to you.2Handsum: me 2Honeymoon: I’m heading out to school. Love you!2Handsum: 😘 Your palms are sweating. You rubbed shaking hands against your favorite jeans and
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Having done this before I convinced myself that nerves were unusual but not unexpected. I felt Jerri before my shop door opened. Her energy was crisp and bubbly. I could feel something else mixed with her energy something odd. The last time I felt odd energy with Jerri we had to figure out how to
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“You sure is ugly,” Jerri mocked. “Why are you so ugly?” She sat down the grimy fortune teller toy on her counter and returned to her box of treasures. Rainbows from the dozen chandeliers hung from her ship’s ceiling played across the vintage windup. When Jerri left HR to open an antique shop she hadn’t
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My Dearest, NewEarth is the color of despair. I remember your dad’s postcards of the space station resorts and I thought everything would be bright cartoon. The walls are dingy, the floors dark with grease and neglect. I’m surrounded by other soldiers and I’m completely alone. I’m light years from Mars. But your arms are
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