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Blogging · challenge · Fiction · NYC Challenge · short

Not THAT rich…

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    When he pulled in the drive in, her jaw dropped on her lap. They had been dating for a couple of weeks, but always on neutral ground. She couldn’t tell why, but they both enjoyed keeping things a bit on the mystery side. And that afternoon, when he had suggested to end their…… Continue reading Not THAT rich…

Blogging · Fiction · Late night post · poetry · Prose

The beast…

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  You can try to hide, play hide and seek. But the beast won’t go to sleep… You can lock up your closet, check well under your bed. But the beast won’t go to sleep… You can deny it, make pretend, act as if you don’t see it. But the beast Won’t go to sleep……… Continue reading The beast…