Stories tagged “facade”
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Angels Don't Cry
My mother once told me, “Angels don’t cry.” I was never quite sure what she meant, though it probably had something to do with not blubbering and causing a scene at dad’s funeral. She was proper like that, most of the time. I al...
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Veracity?
“A girl got raped today,” I said forcefully, slamming down my glass of milk as though it were poison. “That’s what happened.” He grimaced, though in genuine disgust or just because it was the expected reaction from him I couldn’t tell. ...
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Earl Gray.
China teacups did not shiver, let alone crack in his hands. Unlike other things, he thought lasciviously, baring his eye-teeth and biting neatly into a cherry scone slathered with cream. Hesitant glances darted towards him from fluttering, heavily-pai...