(This story was an experiment for me in writing second person POV.) *** The first time you saw the man… well, you don’t actually remember the first time. Or the second time. Who knows how long he was there before …
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All In Mail Never Clinking
“Take Pashmina with you,” Mother said, and Raina could tell by the jut of her hip that it would be no use to argue. It was bad enough that she had to fill the water jars today. She had already …
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One of our local NaNoWriMo coordinators gave our Facebook group a silly prompt to warm up for NaNo prep season. It was fun to stretch those flash fiction muscles a bit. Prompt and my contribution are below: “Hey NaNo-ites, how …
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