Winter’s Feathered Dance
The onset of winter brings a quiet magic, a stillness that envelops the world and invites us to notice the smaller, gentler moments around u...
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The 12 inch heel, the confident gait, The measured steps, the sudden halt, The blush on cheeks, the smoldering eyes, The hands on h...
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He went there. Daily. Unfailingly. His conversations, Candid, Intimate. And why not! He had Inspired That iron-man, ...
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The sun was nearly gone. So were the last of his passengers. That was what he thought. Driving the cab at snail-pace through city’s traffi...
Ah, nicely done!
ReplyDeleteThank you so much Grace
DeleteLove her walking in with another suit!
ReplyDeleteThank you so much Kymm
DeleteNice job, Ruby! It's a great little story, start to finish.
ReplyDeleteThank you Christine for your encouragement
DeleteThank you so much for your kind words Jo
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