(Rich deals with his past and meets someone not unlike himself.)

Struggles

Silence

Note:

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(Miriam is back trying to understand and help her 10 year old son in the small West Virginia town where she lives in 1955. Follow Miri as she tries to cope with Jack and with her conflicting emotions of fear, anguish and love.)

For Friends and Family Part 4

Nichola Arrives
Andy is looking for a new challenge, his current girlfriends sister has suffered a nervous break down, Andy is very similar in both size and looks, agrees to be changed into a Nichola look alike.

This is a dream for Andy who has a secret desire to live and work as a woman, in this part surgery, which transformation him into Nichola is completed.

This is a prime example of leaving something part way through, I mixed up parts 3 and 4, so to maintain continuity I have swapped them around apologies to all - it's the blond in me coming out.

Darin Dares

Chapter 4 of 7

© 2014 by D.L.

I'm at the age where I'm supposed to become rebellious. I didn't fancy going goth or grungy, so I decided to be different and go girly instead.

Dance, Dance, Dance

Full Moon

Chapter Four ~ Bearing Gifts

By Jo Dora Webster

There appears to be a stow-away within USS Detroit’s crew. After returning Sand Dollar to 1944, Alex mysteriously collapses. Finding herself back in 1942 and in someone else’s body, can she maintain the timeline as she remembers it or will things spiral into nightmare? Can Alex find a way to save one of her beloved sisters?

Monday dawned grey and cold. I looked out of my Hotel window at the myriad of people scurrying off to work and felt more than a few pangs of regret that I wasn’t amongst them. My daydreaming was abruptly ended by my phone bleeping.

‘Get some sleep? No matter if you didn’t. Rent a car and drive west along the M4. Leave your hotel by 10am. I will be watching you. Don’t speak to anyone especially the police.’

My bed felt lumpy and hard. I made a mental note to complain about it even as my mind began to note it seemed awfully bright for early morning. My mouth felt like a cat had slept on my tongue all night and my head was pounding. I tried to remember what I drank last night but everything was coming up foggy.

“Somebody pu down the blinds. Iss too bright in here.” I complained only to hear a voice I didn’t recognize begin to speak.

“Okay, let’s vamoose. They’re all beginning to stir now.”

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