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Eliza attended the cocktail party because she’d been invited and this was long before she learned to say thank you, no. This was her first year in NYC, fresh out of school, with no diploma and no plan except to explore and travel. Follow the footsteps of the adventurers. Contrary to her desires Eliza was in an upscale NYC home belonging to Etienne, a Swiss man. Eliza wore a borrowed dress, pink papery silk with a bow
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The Renter

‘I’m told you rent a room?’ Spoke a man at the front door of the crone on the hill. ‘No!’ Her answer was automatic as they sized each other up. He looked haggard but young. She balanced quietly on the threshold and with a breeze ruffling their hair their auras appeared to wave salutations. He was not young. He was over thirty but when compared to her advanced years he was a raw babe, stoic and serious with a deathly
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Swingin’

There was a time with a boyfriend they had to visit friends of his. More like clients in an indirect way, she was never sure. The first time she met the couple it was evening and unplanned when they collided in a club. She and the boyfriend went home with the couple and a small crowd, a party like a hundred she’d reveled in before. When the hostess asked her to come with her, and a male, she got up to follow. A
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Men With Guns

Somewhere in South America, in a capital city, I was visiting with a politician at the parliament. Everything white marble and grand. He showed me the main chamber, ‘Here we make laws,’ he gestured, and there was an undeniable grandeur except overpowering the elegance was a hubbub. People with raised voices were swarming the large room. They kept coming as a wave from a cracking dam. Men, some in military uniforms, a
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Tolerate a Challenge, Anyone?

    Did I mention? MICRO MINI SHORT STORY COMPETITION! Winner Gets a Prize Here are the rules: You have until the end of June to compose no more than 500 words on the subject of Intolerance, and if you can make the judges laugh you will win. Please deliver in any format you feel most comfortable: Prose, poetry, lyrics, a page of a script, an arrangement of music, a drawing. FKCC -Florida Keys Community Coll
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Fathers & Sons

I find my two favorite bands have something in common. Great fathers and great sons. I believe it’s no accident. Now, overlooking the obvious that I respect them equally, and they are both phenom powerhouses way outside the sphere of the average man. But these are not average men. In both bands the frontman is a father. On second thoughts, most of the members of both bands are fathers. But it’s the frontmen who
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Curtains

  He told her after they married, no matter what happened, even if they were starving, he would never get a job. ‘Don’t worry Sweetie, I’ll take care of everything,’ she said. Who knows why she wasn’t shocked. She found ways to hustle and he kept busy with the capturing of butterflies and pined for offspring. The husband pinned his colorful captures behind vitrines and whinnied about wanting ch
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SHE IS CAITLYN

  In NYC I go to a restaurant called Seven at eight. When I arrive the duplicitous tycoon admits he’s invited others, a movie producer and someone who will ‘pop in’ by the name of Nicky Haslam. Everyone in England knows of Nicky Haslam, and since I was raised in the UK I know of him, except we’ve never met and I presumed he’d be tricky. Wrong again, he’s fabulous! ‘Caitlyn,’ the producer pointed with his c
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Orange

Amongst many feats the Yellow Mockingbird can somersault as well as sing in a discordant way. He is the clown of birds. He is the largest of the warblers and easily mistaken for something else until you listen to him or watch him show off his tricks. When I was in Panama going to the beach required traipsing a sandy path and cutting through someone’s property which included bulls and cows who were a little disc
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