Stories tagged “Martha”
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Redneck Revenge
“You! I’ll get you for this.” Charlie’s voice took on a dangerous edge, rolling thunder proclaiming distant lightning. The four birds watched, secure in their shit covered castle. “Now don’t you do something that you...
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Gone to the Birds
“Goddamnit!” Charlie’s voice echoed from the barn. Even at sixty-three, he still had a booming voice, perfect for swearing. Martha finished drying the chipped blue plates that they’d used for lunch and put them away before headi...
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Perhaps some things should be left just as they are.
And I remember quiet evenings trembling close to you… It was still the greatest ever finishing line for a song. Ever. From the moment he’d heard Tom’s beautiful illuminations illustrating to him such a powerfully touching story, he ha...