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Past Imperfect - #534

Myrna, left: “I haven’t the faintest idea what she’s talking about.”

William, not so much left: “Nor do I. Perhaps she’s discussing stock options, with that bit about alternative arrangements.” 773 more words


Reflections Crossing

Moon took the small vial and datasheet from the grieving man. His knuckles flushed with colour again after he let go.

Turning to hold the vial to the light of the artificial gas lamp in the room, Moon swirled the crimson liquid. 1,586 more words

Short Story

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SUCCOUR by Salvatore Difalco

On a pure day in late August, sunlight dazzling the windows, summer winding down, I am sitting at my mother’s kitchen table, watching her make… 824 more words


Guess who's happy? Surprise, it's me!

Wow hello wow! Boy oh boy am I tired! Is this what my brother feels like all the time (minus all the math #cantrelate)?

Every day I wake up and usually dread some part of my day, but then I come home filled with this wonderful blissful contentment that I can’t quite explain. 415 more words


My Facebook Page as Kiara Belle/ Author has been launched!!!

Thanks to the support of the amazing readers from the US, UK, Germany, Japan, the Netherlands and Brazil, my official Facebook page as “Kiara Belle/ Author” has been launched today🎶💕 You can easily find me on… 104 more words

Kiara Belle


My angel wore no cape

Had no wings

My angel flew in airplanes

She’s crazy more times than sane

My angel has more than one name… 34 more words


Bistro Stories: Alice

I decided to iron my uniform shirt and wear black slacks on a whim. The tuxedo-front pleats looked almost bedraggled after I washed the shirt when I got home. 813 more words