Stone

Chapter 38 – Shipbuilding

Stone entered the shipbuilding business, and saw an arrow sign painted with the word ‘office’. That led to a door with the same word, and Stone ducked into the door. The office was only seven feet tall, so he had to crouch a bit: nothing new to him.

Not What We Expected by Tiffany B. Quinn Later, after the girls had gone home to spend the evening with their families, I was satisfied that I had a solution to the problem that my ‘advisors’, psychologist, and I had been trying to solve for a couple of months now. I had found a natural way to connect with girls my ‘age’. And, as predicted, it turned out to be a great way to learn how to truly become a girl. I went to spend the evening with my parents where my mother and I had a long chat about my new group of friends. She agreed that the girls were good for me. She had been impressed with the group when we were on the sailboat together. I ended up staying the night and the next day was spent doing mother/daughter things with my mom.

Chapter 17

LOAN SHARK
By
Mary Beth Sanford

Copyright © 2019 Mary Beth Sanford

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Conversations and consequences.
     

“Too much pillow-fighting?” he asked with a grin as we walked back toward our van.

 

I swatted him on the arm. “I’ve been to two girl sleepovers so far, and neither involved a pillow-fight.”

 

“Man, you got cheated.”

Helen gets to see what its like to be treated like a girl.

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Chapter 14
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Diamond Grace stepped out of the cheap hotel with her costume on. She had invited her new lover to come with her as she explored the city and did some good in it. He declined, leaving her to see the heroic life for herself. There had to be something to it if her sister had been enjoying it all this time, even if Diamond Grace disagreed with having these powers.

Its Rosey’s fault: Wish granted

Blame “stuck in a rut” author Rosey Redd for this one:

Rose looked at the magical genie she’d released. Genie says you can be anything you want, just name it,” Rose struggles, finally saying “I dont know, man” Genie replies “wish granted!”

And Richard was left to stagger home.

End!

Later that day, Raven meets up with Clair after work. They were trying out a new restaurant that just opened. It was in the old feed and seed store. After they had been shown to their table and ordered their drinks, Raven looks at Clair.

“I heard from Carol today. She said that she managed to get an early court date, but the case was going to be heard in Augusta, Georgia, instead of here.” Raven

“Wow, that was fast. The Warden and the other people responsible for changing you were just arrested.” Clair was surprised that the case was moving so fast.

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Chapter 13
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Fire and arcane energy erupted beyond Mortar Mage’s hands, and his partner produced shadow constructs and summoned dark tentacles too. They spent minutes blocking and striking down the masked figures. Some were fast, some were strong, and some just took
more hits to bring down than the others.

A couple faster ones managed to hit Mortar. He wouldn’t have been surprised if War Lagoon was hit as well.

 
Chapter 25 - A New Direction

"I can't believe that the week is almost over," sighed Scott.

"I know what you mean. It may not have been the vacation we expected, but this is a lovely place and I do want to come back again."

"It's odd to think that this may be the last time our family vacations together, even if our eldest child is not staying with us. I'm not sure I'm ready to have an independent child go off into the world to find their own way."

"Feeling like an empty-nester already, dear?"

"I suppose I am. Just because we aren't the first doesn't make it any easier."

"Peter will still be living with us, or perhaps Polly will, while she's in school. Oh my! I just called our son 'she,' didn't I?"

“‘Tis but a myth,” the wise one said.
She was only wise because she was the only one who had ever gone across the great seas and returned to tell the tale to the young women in the village.
“There are no happy endings. No great desires to be quenched or to believe if you allow yourself to be tied down to that kind of life. Nothing good will come of it.”
We believed her.
Although some had questions and the ones with said questions were usually escorted out of the village in the dead of night—-to where, we dared not ask.