janie
I collect stamps.
So?
Emma was at work in the hamdmade chocolate shop. He came into the store just as she was tempering a batch of pure, Belgian chocolate for a new tray of Salted caramels.
He smiled and licked his lips.
Every night I sit at my 'puta looking at the oneword screen, wondering what todays word will be (and how I can use the word at the end of the sentence rather at the begining) and wondering if I'll even be able to find anything to write as the oneword possiblities are endless...
We have always had cats, at one point we had 5 of them. One summer my then cat Spice climbed into the branches of the weeping willow in our pond garden trying to catch a sparrow, slipped and fell into the waiting depths of water below. He never climber that tree again.
Ok, so it wasn't entirely my fault. The item in question was placed far too near the door.
It was a subconscious, almost automatic gesture to reach out and pocket it as I left the store.
Ok, I admit it.
It was me.
The Easter bunny was on form this year, the Easter Eggs he had to deliver were wrapped in magical foil paper that foretold future events. The Easter bunny stopped at the bookies on his delivery round and foretold the winner of the 3.15 at Newmarket. He managed to retire on his winnings.
Public transport was always a problem here. She wondered whether it was worth hanging round on the offchance of a bus turning up or start hitch-hiking. It was getting dark.
The spike was deeply embedded in his leg, pinning him to the rockface. There was no pain just a giddy feeling of weightlessness. He wondered if this is what dying felt like. In fact he wondered if he was.
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