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Rest in Peace, Papa G.

Mama was such a pretty thing. Born Dorothy (of the Stones of Bath), but Papa G. always called her Dolly. The perfect wife, he often said: a willing bed-mate—she gave him seventeen of us little-uns; Peter’s the eldest, I’m the … Continue reading

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Tell Me a Story Challenge: Grandma’s Birthday

Dale, at A DelectableLife tagged me as a link in a photo-prompt chain. And what the jig, maybe I can’t resist the challenge. So here’s the photo she gave me. And below is my ‘inspired’ story … What a day to … Continue reading

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The Green Lady Legend

There wasn’t a kid in the village who didn’t know about the Green Lady who haunted the tower. Just a tale to scare us kids, to keep inquisitive noses out of an old building no longer safe. Right? Yet it … Continue reading

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The Asylum CCC4

They hunt us, the Hunters Why, what have you done? Told some lies, sold some fun They catch us, the catchers Strip us and thrash us Inside the ‘sylum. Done. For Crimson’s Creative Challenge #4

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Finish the Story Dec#1

The Chapel Far beyond the city, in the middle of nowhere, sat a tiny chapel. No one knew who built it, why it was in the middle of nowhere, or why any traveler in need would always find the light … Continue reading

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The Proposal CCC2

‘We’ll go to Amsterdam.’ Yea? When? ‘For our honeymoon.’ Is that a proposal? He nodded. We’ll fly? He shook his head. By train, then; via the Chunnel? He shook his head. ‘By boat.’ Yea? The ferry? From Harwich? He shook … Continue reading

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Bobby’s Last Post CCC1

‘Go whitewash the last post,’ the corporal said. But young Bobby was expecting it; they always messed with the new recruits. They thought he’d set off on a frantic search of the barracks, trying to find the last post. Instead, … Continue reading

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