Discomfort, Pondering...
/…house drew me into the well-rehearsed sales pitch of an experienced realtor. “The furnishings, alone are worth the asking.” I had to think about that. Why were the owners leaving all…
By Robert Scarry
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A Special Heritage
/…the busy coffee shop and found a seat at a table by the window. It was the perfect spot, ideal to watch the comings and goings in the shop, but also to observe the people passing by outside. From this vantage point, she could enjoy a cup of tea, and watch the world…
By Chris Platt
Read MoreItalian Style Emotional...
/After reading that her…
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…sun ascended into the blue sky, lighting and guiding a new daily path, Momma woke up immediately tending to the basic morning chores including preparing Paulie for the school departure before…
By Marc OBrien
Read MoreGone but Not Forgotten
/…it wasn’t there now, but I damn well knew I packed it and no amount of second guessing myself was going to change the fact that I knew I packed it! I knew, but still, to be sure, searched the rest of the luggage I’d tossed together for the rest of my brood. Three children’s…
By Fran Pearce
Read MoreRole Of Mother
/…Mahabharata when I was a small kid. One day while I was watching Ramayana, a holy story of lord Rama which…
By Kumar Ghimire
Read MoreThe Bionic Angel
/Wanting to build a winning…
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…in the school year the physical education department wanted a winning image and they decided to recruit a new student by luring their parents into a ‘cannot say no real estate professional…
By Marc OBrien
Read MorePoppa's Wealthy Investment
/While studying in her private castle…
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…evening arrived and Princess Lida found herself memorizing her required texts, quietly inside the castle’s private library. Reading the passages and trying to recite the information challenged the…
By Marc OBrien
Read MoreSowing, Weeding, Growing
/…It was no longer just a matter of time til things between them got better. She knew it. He knew it.
They’d run their course. Between and betwixt hate-laced bitterness and hearts that screamed, Don’t let go! stagnation hung in the air sucking…
By Fran Pearce
Read MoreSoft Whispers
/…alarm began to play softly, Jill reached for her cell phone. While turning the alarm off, she sat up in the bed wishing she could finish her dream, but knowing it would repeat. For some reason the…
By Nancy Lou Henderson
Read MoreAnother Fish Story
/Story told by Irish Fisherman
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…week and decided to visit Ireland and enjoy the quaint ambience of small fishing towns dotting the coast. My first introduction was Kinsale in County Cork, a fishing village with the…
By Judge Santiago Burdon
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