“Mary can you and your sisters investigate? If I am needed I will be there with additional help.” The four angels soon found the village. They found a man & a woman both praying.

The woman. “I am sure the Queen of the seas can help.”

The man, “No the Queen of the Heavens will send help.”

Mary, “Sorry to intrude but can we help?”

I was in the lobby of the spa 'waiting for my ride'.

In truth, my ride was discreetly nearby, waiting for ME. And I was waiting for Matt. I had given him the address and he had assured me that he would be here shortly.

While I was thumbing through an old issue of Conde Nast Traveler, my phone chirped.

It was Matt. He was outside. Apparently once he saw that the address I had given him was a beauty spa, he decided that he could not step inside. I shook my head and chuckled at the thought. I texted for our car and then texted Matt.

By Jessica C

Story under construction...

“Three cheers for the college girls!” Charlotte announces. “Hip hip-“

“Hooray!” The modest number of partygoers cheer.

“Hip hip-“ Charlotte repeats.

“Hooray!” The partygoers again reply.

“Hip hip-“ Charlotte yells at the top of her voice.

“Hooray!” The party goers again cheer as Sarah, Katie and Lauren stand at the front of the room, their cheeks burning with embarrassment.

I was alone…staring at the clean, white ceiling. I thought about getting on the web, but felt relaxed and content to just lie there and let my eyes close and think about was would be happening in the next few days…the next few weeks. Suddenly, I thought of my dad. He didn’t know that he no longer had a son. I wanted him to know. I wanted him to realize that I would not be stumbling in his footsteps. The bad memories dissipated and I remembered the few times my dad smiled at me or held me. He was not soft like my mom, but hard and strong.

It's the second day of school and Ashley is comes face to face with a long lost aunt.

Decisions, decisions; dusty and dry

 
Julina of Blackstone
Her Chronicles, Book 2

by Julia Phillips

057 – Ground and Paper Works

The Many Faces of Adira Potter: Chapter 4

By = Fayanora

Note: Again, I copied and pasted in a few places. I do try to limit how much I do that, but sometimes I just can't improve upon the original.

Clara, “Helen I was wondering if there is a way to help Isla as you know she look female apart from one area and we wondered if there was a way we could disguise what she had.”

Helen, “How is she coping with her change it was rather dramatic? In fact it shocked most of the medical staff. They all realised that there would be no return for him. How is the wife coping with the changes?”

A wife discovers her husband's hobby and offers to help him experience what it is like to be a woman.

Alice, “I understand you are here to teach the little misses dancing. Would it be an imposition to ask you to give credence to the idea that there may be older ones who also may like lessons but are embarrassed to be seen doing it with the little ones.”

Jenny, “I will give it thought.”

Just Another Day.

by

Angharad.

A Gaby fanfic.

“C’mon kiddo, get your bum in gear,” Dave called from downstairs while his sleepy offspring stumbled about upstairs trying to dress himself. He’d been doing it on his own since he was about four years old, so it seemed reasonable for his father to expect him to be able to cope in reasonable time. Obviously he wasn’t, hence a second summons from below.