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Found…3

“What’s coming?” asked Sir Gawain. Martha put her hand over his.  “The world is in crisis.  We must help.  The forces of deceit and corruption that destroyed Camelot are at work around the globe.  Trust has been destroyed, people have … Continue reading

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Found…2

“We’re in here,” said Martha, just before the door slammed open, the bell rang madly. The man with the sword, charged into the alcove.  “What the…” he began, then looked at everyone sitting around the beautifully set table. “Sit down,” … Continue reading

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Found…a short story 1

He was on his way home, when he noticed that a new shop had opened up on Kingsforth Lane.  He slowed his pace and began to look in the window.  The sun was shining, so he held his hand against … Continue reading

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Searching…

“Do you have it?” she whispered, walking up behind him. “You’re late,” he said, his voice raspy and low. “It couldn’t be helped.” “Do you have the payment with you?” “Yes. Were you able to get everything I asked for?” … Continue reading

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The Last Story Keeper…

Once upon a time, there was a city here.  Tall buildings, busy streets, noise, neon signs, hundreds of thousands of people, cars, shops, offering everything a person could want, and more.  But the sky was always gray.  Sunny days were … Continue reading

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You know you’ve been in to long if…

“If kids ruled the world…” he said. “There would be a lot more naps and cookie and milk breaks.” “Seriously, I mean…” “Kids DO run the world,” she said.  “Kids have so much power their parents are afraid of them.  … Continue reading

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It’s the little things that count…A short story

“May I join you?”  he asked, pulling out a chair. She looked at him, then picked up a cigarette. He raised his hand to get the waiter’s attention, held up two fingers and pointed to her drink. She blew perfect … Continue reading

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