Chapter 7
Jimmy
Shelia was cleaning up the mess that her daughters had left on the kitchen table. They always ran off in a hurry after eating leaving her with the clean-up details. Shelia’s heart was heavy today. The load...
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09 October 2023
I was half asleep. The covers were pulled tightly over my head. My body was balled up in the fetal position and I was sucking my thumb. Something I still did when sleeping. A fly buzzed over my head, the sound woke me up completely....
09 October 2023
I was half asleep. The covers were pulled tightly over my head. My body was balled up in the fetal position and I was sucking my thumb. Something I still did when sleeping. A fly buzzed over my head, the sound woke me up completely....
02 October 2023
“Well, what you wanna do?” I asked Jean again.
We were still standing in the same spot. Wasting time. For all we knew the shooter was watching our butts while here we stood in plain sight, like dummies, because of her.
Jean...
27 September 2023
I've never dabbled in stock trading, but after watching Craig Gillespie's "Dumb Money," based on a remarkable true story, I regret sitting out of the 2021 GameStop frenzy. During that pivotal moment, a pack of average Joe's flipped the...
25 September 2023
Shelia Brady glanced up the street through the yellow curtains that she had brought when she first moved into this apartment. When was that? It must have been about ten years ago. The windows needed cleaning, and the paint on the frame...
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