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Strange Day…Miles and Lexi…part 12

“That was delicious,” said Miles, dabbing at his mouth with his napkin. “I told you,” smiled Lexi.  “I know all the best places to eat.” “Do you want to walk to the Eiffel Tower?” “I thought you’d never ask,” she … Continue reading

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Strange day…Miles and Lexi, part 11

“You look completely human,” said Miles, staring at her. “Yeah, well, looks can be deceiving, remember?” “Sometimes,” he agreed. “You look human too,” she smiled. “Really?” “Sure, except for your pointy ears and your impossible beauty, grace and…” “So, that … Continue reading

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Strange day…Miles and Lexi…part 10

“You danced with me,” said Miles, suddenly staring at her. “So?” “You never faltered, tripped or missed a step?  I should have realized it then.” “I’m a good dancer.” “No one is that good.  No human can dance with a … Continue reading

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Strange day…Miles and Lexi…part 9

“Where are we?” asked Lexi. “The In-between.” “In-between what?” “It’s a pocket dimension.” he said, snapping his fingers.   A beach and palm trees appeared and a gentle surf washed over the white sand. KiKi clung to Lexi, hissing and … Continue reading

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Strange day…Miles and Lexi…Part 8

Fluffed out to twice her size, KiKi hit the window liked a battering ram. She climbed up one side of the drapes and hung there hissing and clawing at the glass. Lexi let go of Miles and ran to her. … Continue reading

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Strange day…Miles and Lexi…part 7

“Cats,” said Lexi, tearing long sheets off a roll of paper towels. “Do you need any help?” he asked. “No thank you.  I’m quite good at cleaning up fur balls,” she said, staring at KiKi, who was busy washing her … Continue reading

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Strange day…Miles and Lexi…part 6

“Can’t we just relax and have a quiet evening?” he asked, sitting down next to her.  “Why do we have to talk?” “Because I want to know everything about you.  I want to understand your tattoos.  I want to know … Continue reading

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