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A Rosie By Any Other Name
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A Rosie By Any Other Name

I wiped down the counter for at least the tenth time. The circular motions were swift, curt, practically sanding the surface with each swipe of the soft cloth. Fucking assholes better not leave all the cleaning to me again, I muttered as the sticky mess finally disappeared under soap suds. Damn new hires not doing...

Dodging A Silver Bullet
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Dodging A Silver Bullet

Dozens of hopeful couples murmured private conversations in the (recently renamed) Lovegood Café, busy, no matter that it was a Thursday. But this was the new usual. I rolled my eyes every time I saw the new logo, all swooping calligraphy and red hearts, trying to capitalize on the fame of their “romance risotto.” It...

Tears of a Sock Monkey
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Tears of a Sock Monkey

Chatter and giggles greeted Jess as she approached the bus stop. God, everyone here hated her. And the feeling was totally mutual. It was too late to fake some vague illness. Mom would see right through that. Especially since she had a math test first period. She ignore the just-too-loud conversations with their pointed words–weirdo;...

Speak No Lies
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Speak No Lies

Looking down from the top of a newly budded oak tree, hidden in evening shadows and obliviousness, they snickered. Humans…always missing what was right in front of them. *** Mona was a million miles away, her thoughts branching from the obvious: she and Monty were collectively insane (together, like so many other times in their...

Little Miss Know-It-All
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Little Miss Know-It-All

Today. The weirdness was today! More than a month had passed without incident. Zillah knew the shit was really about to fly, like all over the place. She didn’t know how she knew. She just did. Like, when she woke up (not got out of bed; awake and blearily standing were two distinct events), the...

When It Rains
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When It Rains

It wasn’t enough that the past few months had been way weird. Like, Twilight Zone weird. Mona wanted nothing to do with any of it, most especially since pretty much no one else around her realized the weirdness. Pretty much because at least she had Monty. Sure, he was annoying AF, but he was her...

Honey & Vinegar
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Honey & Vinegar

“Isn’t your hair just so adorable in the mornings, my little rumple-head?” The room brightened as her Mom opened the shades. “Mnhuh?” “Your hair, Jess, your hair. Specifically the bedhead. It’s simply adorable. Always has been. Ever since you were a little baby. The way it sticks up in the back there. So sweet.” Mom...

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In The Beginning, There Was Love

Niamh loved a bargain. Haggling with merchants along the dusty village square was her favorite weekly past time. Father feigned disapproval. Mother ducked her head in mock shame, muttering worthless apologies. In truth, they loved the coins Niamh saved them, the extra butter and eggs she acquired. It wasn’t easy being the plain, simpler older...

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