Although she fought with herself to keep from imagining animals, a cougar appeared down the beach. It was walking purposefully toward them. Muriel put her hand on Miranda’s arm. She had to hold Miranda still.
Rachel set the green pages down on her lap. She leaned back in the chair and stretched her arms above her head. The story she was reading was raising many … Continue reading Opening the Box, Part 3
Miranda could see the spider’s web as she walked up to the workshop she’d been constructing. Sunlight was sparkling through some of the drops left on the web from the morning’s heavy dew. She had never seen such an enormous spider.
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Rachel already knew which book she was going to take down from the shelves. She had been waiting to read it until a day when her parents were sure to be away from the house for several hours.
John is absorbed in, enveloped by, the music. The orchestral sounds fill the house. They surround him, comfort him, cloak him, just as the heat and humidity of the mid-summer … Continue reading The Introduction
On her lap sat her brass hearing trumpet. The cousin explained that the old woman had tried hearing aids but with no success.
Nearing the cemetery entrance, I heard an emergency vehicle’s siren. A fire truck appeared.