Alf said, “You know I don’t lend tools. When I was an apprentice there was a sign in the workshop that said, You can tell the mechanic who lends his tools by the number of new ones he has. I didn’t get it till someone explained the ones he lent didn’t get returned, so he had to buy new ones. There’s a new couple moved in over the way maybe twelve month or a bit more back, incomers from Manchester I think. She’s nice enough to talk to and pretty in a blousy, big girl sort of a way, but she’s a bit dim. I know, but if I think she’s dim then she really is, right? She’s maybe early twenties, got a couple of little girls not at school yet.

“Congratulations on your new body. I’m pretty happy about mine, but I’m sure you must be absolutely ecstatic.”

Chapter 11.
Deep into hiding (The best solution)

so here is another one after so many years coments well come rip it apart

darkness one lone tear

Darkness , the kind that is solid, unforgiving and infinite.

up down left right stillness .BBleeprup.......bluureeep.

Noises in the darkness all around close closer like nails on a marble floor.

Blllureep.........blllrueep.

Mumblings and more noises , the darkness holding them back holding me back .

Breep.....brreeep distant voices talking .......

A couple of days later, my cell phone rang. It was Ken. “Hey Chrissy, I’m lonesome.”

“Aww. Why don’t you get some friends to come over?”

“Why do you think I’m calling you?”

“You were supposed to call me when you got out of the hospital. You’ve been in school for a couple of days … maybe I missed that call.”

“I talked to you at school.”

“You promised to call as soon as you … never mind.”

Jamie became aware that the Sunday night at the Hellfire Club was rapidly approaching. She would have done anything not to go but realised that short of a broken limb she really had no excuse not to attend. Then salvation came in the form of a severe cold a few days beforehand.

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Chapter 22
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The news was in a frenzy that following morning. In a city full of heroes, and “promising” villains, something like an explosion at a major skyscraper did not go unnoticed. It had been a moment, at least for Judy, where her heart pounded and she thought everything slowed to a crawl. In that space where time hadn’t flowed for her, she thought her heroic life had ended in the worst way possible. Yet it hadn’t, even though one bomb had gone off.

A Marvel X-Men Fanfiction starring Wolverine and Jean Grey

Felicity Finds Family:
6/My Pleasure

From Erin's One April Morning Multiverse

By Sasha Zarya Nexus

Can Felicity deal with the Oopsie Daisy by herself or can she find help?

Sophie had a wide grin on her face as she stood among her colleagues, all of whom were wearing the same blue uniform as her. The uniform, especially the corset, was just as uncomfortable as it had been the first time Sophie had worn it 15 months earlier, but she had long since stopped caring about that. She had long since stopped feeling like an outsider in the uniform, as though she, as a genetic male, didn’t belong in the group of beautiful professional women.

“I really CAN talk you know,” Andi declared. Startling me. “I just hate the sound of my damned voice.”

I stood in stunned silence. She sounded almost exactly like Harvey Fierstein.

“OK.....” I said. Mostly for something to say. She glared at me.

“SEE???” she held an accusatory finger at me. “THAT'S why I keep my damned mouth shut! That look.... that ….look.... you're giving me.”

“Sorry.” I muttered. “It's just ….so.... I was taken by surprise.”

Andi snorted. “Tell me about it.... story of my damned life.”

“OK.” I said again just for something to say.

She brushed her hand in the air tipsily. “It's a loong story.” she scowled.

“Wanna hear it?” Zoe grinned wickedly. Then she turned to Andi with a pleading look like a dog begging for table scraps.

Andi regarded her for a while. Blinked a few times, then seemed to remember Zoe's request. “....fine.” she sighed. At which point Zoe lit up and beckoned Tina to join us.

I quickly suspected the high-octane margaritas were never intended as a hostess gift. They were Zoe's not-so-secret weapon to loosen Andi up. Dave had pretty much confirmed that. When Zoe beckoned Tina over, he shooed her with a grin and said 'thank God she's finally talking.'

“Hey slowpoke. C'mon....” Andi called out to Tina slapping the sofa cushion next to where she sat, legs folded under her. “I'm NOT telling this twice!” she grinned.