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In this chapter, the crisp beauty of an autumn morning sets the stage for a day filled with family bonding and simple joys. Against a backdrop of clear skies and golden leaves, the characters explore the park, finding moments of laughter and connection that offer a reprieve from life's challenges. Amid the playful chaos of kite flying and soccer games, deeper emotions surface, leading to a quiet yet heartfelt conversation that underscores the importance of trust, understanding, and self-discovery.
The morning came and they both slept late. Sam thought if Fiona had outed them, it had happened. He cared, but he loved Michelle more. He would weather whatever came. He just hoped she had the strength to do the same. He knew he need to reassure her.
It was Saturday in early October, and the weather was going to be good. Sam decided he would try and spend the day with her.
Going into my second hour in the dunking booth and the Summer Soiree had reached its supreme zenith of madness. The hot tarmac pavement was filled with people. From the start of Main Street all the way down to the end you could hear the hawking of arts and craft vendors as they peddled their last remaining goods. The sound of laughter filled the air along with the sound of children running about and screaming the care free way they often do when a festival happens. And there I sat, still peering out at the sea of faces that had surrounded the dunking booth.
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Marcia is seventeen, and along with Darryl, has moved south in Alaska to attend the Anchorage campus of the Alaska State University. She wants to pursue her dream, but will it pursue her instead?
As is always the case, I'd like to thank Malady for his help checking through this story for the many errors I frequently insert, as well as listening to my sometimes completely crazy ideas about the direction of the story and telling me how crazy they are!
Chapter
5
Thursday,
May 4th,
2023
2:05
PM
Darryl
was sitting on the porch of the farm house. He had been helping in
the gardens, but now was on a break. It was strange. He wasn’t
used to being away from Marcia for so long. Even on base, they had
worked together, and had dinner together every day. Granted, they
had spent the nights without each other, but they were back together
the next morning.
Special
thanks to Malady for his help in editing and ideas.
The
Letters Chapter 8
The car touched
down, and both
Greg and Gracie jumped out. The significance of what had happened
escaped neither of them, although
they were ignorant of the exact meaning.
Thanks
to Malady for his help editing and for ideas.
Cover
image from Unsplash
3.3
I
entered Jack and Sylvia’s lab, and found Sylvia alone, hunched
over her work bench. She whirled like the proverbial kid with her
hand in the cookie jar when she heard me. Speaking of her hands, she
slipped something into her pocket, but I couldn’t tell what.
She was a bit suspicious, but I put it down to me being suspicious of
everything and everyone now, so I forced myself to ignore it.
There was once a small boy named Donald who once dreamed of being a princess. Every night he would open his windows and blinds and make a wish to become a princess and every day he would be disappointed that it never came true. The little boy was too scared to talk about his wish for he knew others would laugh at it. But he still wished every night before he truly went to bed faithfully.
Despite growing up knowing about the Paranormal and seeing a world that normal people would never see, Seth was as close to a normal human as you could get. Everything would change on the day his father died and his life would never be the same again.
“No way!” Rose half-shouted, her eyes wide. She swung around in her seat the best that her seatbelt would allow, looking behind us. “You’re kidding me, right?”
Awaking slowly in a dark room, his mind was groggy and dull. The satin pillow and distinctive sweet smell that screamed 'girl' told him he wasn't in his room at the Stone's house. That room still stank of teenage boy from its occupant before he'd taken it. Unable to remember where he was, he had a vague notion of going to sleep in someone else's bed and there being a storm. He reasoned that he must have sneaked into April's bedroom last night like he'd done a few times after his mother's hospitalization when he'd been especially scared. April would soothe away his fears and he would sleep on her floor, returning to his own room in the early morning. That's when he remembered he was in a bed and noticed he wasn't sleeping alone.
This bit would either be two shortish chapters or one long one. Since it’s the weekend, I thought I might as well keep it as one long one.
Anyway, introducing Randolph the Rash.
“Ok, no more heels on the way home, let's go shopping.” And she picked up her bag, handed me one of Bev’s jacket’s and we went to get a more suitable pair of shoes for school. I wore them home and felt at least now I will fit in with the girls. They may not have been as cute as the heels or as nice as the ankle boots I really wanted, but I knew what I was going to do in the morning. Tomorrow I would go to school as a girl for the entire day.
Stacy didn't join me for two weeks. I suspect one week was for the funeral and one week was to get her emotions under control. She thought the love of her life had died. I was sure she still cared for me, but spending two months with me after Celeste had just died was probably the last thing she wanted to do. After a week and a half, I was beginning to think she wouldn't be coming.
[Authors note]
The story picks up again (if you forget my foopah of a posting from last week) when Matt and Kelly are on their Honeymoon. They have been travelling south down the Oregon and California coast and are in need of some refreshment.
“Do you want to stop for a Coffee?” I said to Kelly.
“Maybe we could get something for later at the same time?”
I then said “What just happened to me and how did you do that?” Merilyn chuckled and the light disappeared. “Oh Mummy, these people today have no idea of what they have let loose” she said “If we had been able harness lightning in the early time we could have ruled the world."
Sam saw Michelle sitting at the kitchen table her head down looking upset. Fiona was grinning like a Cheshire cat. She was dressed as she always did throughout their marriage, dowdy. She was wearing jeans a baggy sweater and minimal makeup.
"What do want Fiona?"
"Is that any way to greet you wife Sammy?"
"You're not my wife for much longer, what have you come for?"
Although I had used my needing to work out my future as an excuse to justify my absence, there was an element of truth to it. The more successful I was, the more likely criminals would target me to prevent me from catching them. I needed to balance my desire to help and save lives with the danger doing so involved.
“This time I saw another Adaption. It was a grown man, he was kinda handsome if a bit short, but he turned out really cute. Though he freaked out so much that I felt bad he had been transformed, he wasn’t at all like the younger girl. I am starting to think not everyone who was chosen to be an Umbra Girl, wanted to be one.”
Terri’s Challenge
Three Girls - Book Four
by Andrea Lena DiMaggio
Three girls find they have a lot more in common than their music... Yuki's wish - playing, freedom, music...all for what if not to be the girl i am Lainie's hope - maybe now they'll listen...more than just playing...maybe now they might hear Danni's dream - the dawn awakens my soul no longer the same as now new my heart sings Terri's challenge - my voice, my heart…my life are yours for as long as I live…
The three exited out into the hallway after Heather turned down the lights in Faith's bed and bath, showing Eric how to do it with a long stick made for that purpose for people not tall enough to reach them.
After a brief recess, Judge Fallon returned to his bench. "Be seated." he stated wearily. Looking out over the assembled people, he blew out a breath. "This case has been full of esoteric questions. Has Christina been abused by being made to live as a boy, even though she didn't seem to mind much? Did the plaintiffs ever have custody of their child, even with no birth record? Thusly, can parental rights be reinstated, even though they were never legally severed to begin with?"
Shannon O'Reilly was bullied and everything his older sister wasn't. When his sister Sarah gives him a chance to change things through a single wish things don't go as planned.
I Wish: Book 5 Chapter 7
Onward
By Amethyst
“I thought I was Jockette,” I grumbled. I should have just worn the White Witch outfit.
From the time Taylor was five, all he could remember was wanting to be Emma’s younger sister.
He loved dressing up in her hand-me-downs. He admired his older sister and really wanted to be her. Halloween was his favorite holiday because he could let his fantasies run wild and be Cinderella or Wonder Woman. And playing make-believe was always fun when he could be the cute little girl.
But, something happened when he turned twelve. He put away the dresses and costumes. The doll house went up in the attic and Taylor’s fantasies were all in his mind.
Until one fateful Saturday that changed everything. This is that story.
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