The Disappearing Lady
Sometimes, when I have something on my mind, I’m not especially attentive to what’s going on around me. I was
DevamSometimes, when I have something on my mind, I’m not especially attentive to what’s going on around me. I was
DevamThe doorbell rang while Amy Skelton was on the toilet. Typical! You wait in all morning for a new fridge
DevamPutting on her bathing suit was almost a complete blur as Erica got ready for another day at the beach.
DevamBrandy had been looking forward to this cruise for months. Her parents gave her the cruise for her birthday, telling
DevamI have been pretty stressed out lately. I recently took over the managerial position at my office, which entails quite
DevamLady Sara Solsbery and I were sitting in a studio turned in to a party venue. We were at the
DevamHumbled mountain lay silent in the morning mist, kneeling before her, their backs were scarred with the angry lashes of
DevamI’ve been babysitting for The Millers for two years, since I was sixteen. Mrs. Miller posted an ad on craigslist
DevamHere I stand, in the middle of the pavement, strangers pushing me aside and calling me to move on, shoulders
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