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Friday Fiction: Bad Ideas

We thought it would be a good idea. It seemed spontaneous, fun; dangerous and risky were also words that came up in the discussion. The thought of it was exciting, I got goose bumps and shivers every time I considered … Continue reading

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Friday Flash Fiction: White (Drabble)

The moonlight painted everything in shades of gray as Quincy lay in bed, waiting, still. He had removed all the protections the old man had put up, leaving him exhausted afterwards but he didn’t care. He would see her again … Continue reading

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