Tag: fiction friday
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If Walls Could Talk – Half-Way to Hell
One woman expressed it in a way that made me understand. She said, “My man loves me so much he is willing to show me his worst.” I don’t know why I understand it, but I do. To have someone love you so deeply they’d strike you, burn you, lock you up. Well, you had…
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Fiction Friday – If Walls Could Talk – Tree House
I began as some scrap board nailed together with big nails. I was a flimsy platform. The smaller kids got a few bigger kids from the neighborhood to help wedge some two by fours against my underside and the tree. I wasn’t very secure but the kids were having a great time putting me together.
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Fiction Friday – If Walls Could Talk – Bird House
He should have picked another kind of bird to study. Maybe crows who lived behind fast food places so they could gather a nonstop supply of fries would have been a good choice. I wonder if someone has studied the rate of heart attacks on city crows? If I could talk, I’d tell the kid…