Stories tagged “playing”
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Tips
“Thank you, ma’am, I greatly appreciate it.” The jar’s boy was slumped nonchalantly against a tree, playing an old guitar and hoping to wake the spirit of the drifting musician in the passersby. Clink went the spare change as it...
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Playing with Time
And time was exactly what Time had plenty of. There was no rush, no urgency in solving this matter. Time had all the time he needed to find the exact moment when things began to go wrong for the two teenagers. And so, Time began to concentrate, getting...
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Caution Children Playing
Mark was driving home from the Supermarket, trunk filled with goodies for the night’s festivities. There was construction on his usual route, reworking the hoverway, so he deeked left through a residential zone. Slow, but at least no stopping. Hi...
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Tradition is the Illusion of Permanance
The house is silent. No playing children, no christmas music; only the reminder of the fallen’s absense. Beverly, with a delicate, aging hand, holds strings of garland between her fingers. Plastic beads slither from a box and onto the floor. An u...
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New Toys
Quentin let loose a long string of barely intelligible curse-words as he lifted his foot so he could floor the accelerator again. The car, a black convertible, lunged forward with a roar. Lights danced in the review mirror. He couldn’t believe th...
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Bold as love
Maybe you were right. I should have kept the brakeneck boyfriend pace. Not only did I need to convince you to talk to me. I had to accept all your sexual issues, because it’s normal for people to hang out with people who fuck them over. But I wanted ...
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Knight in shining tighty-whitey armour.
Dashing round his room, jumping on his bed, he knew no-one would approve, but that would never stop the courageous Sir Pants. He had already traversed the Carpet Swamps, defeated the Pillow Monster, and now nothing could stop him from rescuing the Prin...