L.P. Grey
Joined May 2009 and calls Day Trotter!! home.
21 stories, 65 challenges, 44 comments, and 12 friends
Stories
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50 Ways to Leave Your Lover
Leonie knew that there were 50 ways to leave your lover; Paul Simon had told her that nearly every time she turned on the radio. Sometimes, when they were sitting on the couch, she’d whisper, “Still crazy after all these years…” Ares, that is, ...
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Robin and Marian
It was a long way to the Sherwood Apartments complex. Robin smiled, though, as if he found his situation ideal. The bills had been piling up and despite his greatest efforts, he hadn’t been able to find a job. Robin stuffed his hands in his pock...
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Shall We Dance?
She pushed the hair from in front of her eyes and frowned at the figure twirling her around the floor. “I do not think,” he whispered, staring past her, to the finely decorated table behind them, “That your husband likes me.” H...
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A Complete Peace
It was sunny; not the type of day that you would expect something to happen. What’s the line again? “The sun was shining happily, shining with all his might”. The tree branches kissed the pond gracefully as we peeled off our socks an...
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Hello, My Name is Persiphany Vanderbilt
“Hello, my name is Persiphany Vanderbilt. I know my name is strange, but I didn’t choose it. You ever think about that? You know, how a name is the second gift you get in this world… The first, of course, is birth. And sometimes I won...
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A Watch at Hand (Babel Challenge)
Tandis que j’allais au magasin—nous n’avons pris plus de pain—J’ai rencontré un étranger. Il m’a demandé que pendant le temps, mais en raison de son aspect impair, j’ai continué la marche. Je ne devrais pas...
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The Way of the World
The door slammed loudly as Fynn Klein collapsed at the kitchen table. He’d had a rough time at life these past few days, but it didn’t matter; he was home. “A day early,” Leonie commented quietly, banging the pots overhead. R...
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Michael Jackson: Human and Oh So Mortal
It just doesn’t seem real, yet. Maybe because they just keep repeating the same things. All of these tributes…I feel like any minute now, he’s gonna jump up and say “gotcha!” But in my heart, I know he won’t. “...
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MacFicly (Challenge)
Macbeth had just come home from a hard day’s night, and he was happy. According to the Weird Sisters, he would be made king. He could dig that. The missis, however, was impatient. So, they had everyone over for a little get together, and Macbeth ...
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Magistra Vellini
I walked swiftly down the street. It was the same street I’d walked a million times over, but never with such fear. Train had offered to come with me, but I’d declined. It was a place I had to go alone. I hadn’t spoken to her in year...
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Explosions and Microbiology
Cora’s frightened eyes were waiting at the end of the tunnel. Lately, our lives have been less about saving people and more about running from them. Train’s devilish grin appeared as he held up the button. Sometimes I doubt that he’s ...
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Father McKenzie Eats Ice Cream
“You call this counseling?” Norah smiled as she caught the drip of ice cream on her chin. She was only teasing, but my stomach flipped. I vowed to pray all night to make up for this. “We have to get reacquainted; besides, non-traditio...
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The Underground
“Dr. Seven,” I whispered down the corridor. We had nearly finished packing up our research, but the electric torches had found the Underground. Dennys Seven’s sandy hair appeared from around the corner. “I know.” His eyes ...
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Quarantine
It’s 2050. They said the hole would’ve been fixed by now, but they were wrong. Oh, God, those scientists and politicians and environmentalists were so wrong. The hole didn’t close, it got bigger, and it let in the disease. The disease...
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Psychology and Other Bright Ideas
His mustache. It was just so…He had an uncaring attitude that I found beguiling. Yet all I could say was “I have the homework.” Other than Leo, I’d never given anyone my homework; but that mustache and blue eyes were worth it. ...
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Father McKenzie Begs Forgiveness
Norah took a breath. “Not literally of course. He works all night and sleeps all day…He didn’t used to, but we moved here and—I was the one who wanted to come back. I’ve killed him in the worst way. I’ve killed his h...
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Father McKenzie and the Half-Mad Confessor
“Forgive me,” a voice began. Ben McKenzie panicked. He knew that voice! Norah Rigby. It was the voice of the girl who’d been his best friend in grammar school, ignored him in high school, and who, three years ago he’d married...
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Where's the Evidence?
I have several role models. Like Remobythin, who peacefully rebeled against the Wendoflabin Dynasty when they attempted to outlaw supermarkets. Oh, and then there’s Sabyinan, who didn’t eat for 500 years in protest to the cruel treatment of...
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The Gorgeous Cat Loveless
“You look gorgeous,” Ha-Ha said in his thrilling James Stewart voice. He didn’t mean to sound like him, but he did. Cat smiled and blinked her eyes at Ha-Ha’s powder blue suit. He told that he was gonna wear this one, but hadn&#...
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Forever and Ever. Amen.
She scowled. Her devoutly red lips lifted slightly as she said his name: “Andrew”. That name! It was both wonderful and terrible. Honest and deceitful. Loving and hating. Andrew. He followed her eyes to the chocolate chip muffin he held in...
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A Hundred Ways to Boil an Egg
Cat Loveless sat quietly, her arm folded against her stomach and an unlit cigarette rolling between her fingers. She was contemplating whether or not to begin the story. And if she were to tell it, it was to be on her terms. No compromises. “Wou...
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