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I took the glass without even thinking about it. It was my favorite and I couldn't just leave it sitting there in the open like that. I didn't want someone else who wouldn't appreciate its beauty to take it.
The sand shifted slightly as she picked the bottle up for the shoreline. She couldn't make out what was inside. A small half-rotten cork stuck out of the top of the bottle.
She glanced the lens of the camera as she pointed it at the small child. Looking up she began to click away, catching shots as she followed his movements. She could not believe it had been so long since she had seen him last.
The cat sat on the bed and looked at her with wanton eyes. It had been sitting there patiently for her to acknowledge it. She glanced at the cat as if it were an apparition. One small noise escaped the cats lips as if to say "hello?"
Her black hair glistened in the street lamp as she slowly crept toward the target. All systems go. All she needed now was the signal. She watched intently as a cat stocking its prey.
I wrung my hands and wiped my brow. What time did he say he would be home? I paced across the floor and glanced out of the window. Where was he? I couldn't believe that I allowed him out of my sight even for a minute.
My brother is maybe the one of single most important people to me in my life. He has such a beautiful soul. He was a great influence on my son and I credit him with teaching my son how to love his younger brother. What a wonderful gift to pass on to his nephew.
What was it he had said about the black bird? Don't stand too close? Too late. It flew directly about me like a kamikaze pilot going in for the kill.
I handed him the screwdriver. "What's this?" "A screwdriver?" "Yeah, but that's not what I need. I need a Philip's head." "What's the difference?" He winced and shook his head.
It was always my nature to set a good example for the kids I saw on a day-to-day basis. It was such a gift to me to see the respect that developed between us. I guess that was what I was in it for in the first place.
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