Planning
Everything was going according to plan.
Everything was going according to plan.
Archie winced and swallowed.
Ellen loved her brother, of that there was no doubt.
I should have trusted my instincts.
“Damn,” Marnie said as she pulled over onto the icy soft-shoulder and got out, leaving the car running but the door ajar.
Walking by my daughter’s room with an armload of laundry, I pause to listen at the door.
The life of a super-villainess was burdensome to Amy and when her fembot henchman, Stacey, suggested a vacation in her winter-lair on the Caribbean, she jump...
I watched the sun set and the moon rise
Alice gave me a furtive glance as she handed me a glass of lemonade.
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David Pemberton leaned into the mirror and fussed over the crow’s feet starting to creep into his face.
It was a slow night, even for a Tuesday.