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Footsteps behind him. He tried to turn but couldn’t. His feet were anchored to the floor. The footsteps moved closer, then closer still. He wanted to speak, but the music would eat his words and twist them into a into a carnival squeal of horror.

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"The trash fairies" were what Toby called himself and his brother, until Trevor gave him an Indian burn and made him stop.

"We ain't fairies, you weirdo. And if Dad heard you say that..." Trevor left the sentence dangling.

There was no need to finish it. That was one good thing about having a brother. You didn't have to say everything.

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dgrintalis said:

This was in my MS, Ink, but it was a darling that ultimately got the axe.

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The Bureau still pays him, they can’t afford to cut him loose yet, and his expenses are minimal. He can afford the pie, he decides.

That's when the two brutes walk into the diner. They're huge. They’re also looking for a fight.

And they just might be why he’s here.

Too soon to tell, though he may not have time for pie either way.

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highlyirritable said:

About my kids and their "free range" attitude:

"My “benign neglect’ approach has been a good thing for my kids. Because of my hands off policy, my kids can catch a runaway hamster, swing a hammer, and cut their own meat."

P.S. These things are NOT related.

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Eva had a feeling of motion and pressure, like she’d had the day she’d gone swimming in the open ocean off the back end of a friend’s yacht. She’d felt something flow past her in the deep as she hung in the water. She never knew what it had been, whether shark or whale or something else. It had teeth, though, she had been sure of that. She was equally sure it had taken a moment to glance upward and consider the odd shape floating above it, and wonder if it could be eaten.

She felt that same way now, only this time it came for her.

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“Tomorrow,” he whispered, sounding much farther away than the distance between us. I nodded, watching as his skin turned translucent, dark, a jellyfish in a black ocean. My heart ripped a little, at the same old spot it always did. Although, this time hurt worse. So much worse.

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Without waiting for a reaction, because I’d already been through that and it left me in the middle of a gravel road, I just dumped my whole purse onto the desk. Billfold, book, comb, compact, lipgloss, half-eaten rotten apple—he flashed a small grin at that—packet of bank money for a car bought then returned, three pens and some chewing gum, it all fell out into a pile.

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Strange how it did not feel any different now than when I was surrounded by people. It was as though they did not exist. They talked and moved around me and interacted, but I was just a cold star moving through space, observing everything and feeling nothing. I did not venture outside my room- what was there to see? I did not eat- food was tasteless. Now I had even ceased to sleep. I was so bored it hurt.

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“You have a beautiful face,” he said, “You should wear your hair like that more often.”

“I thought my best assets were my ass and legs.”

“So, maybe some hot pants too.”

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Dreams are as much a part of our lives as reality.
This thought struck me as I opened my eyes to the sight of a goblin sitting upon my chest.

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I could hear the conversation in my mind: Hey Hazel, do you know anything about a guy who goes around stabbing people that disappear when the sun rises?

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Sneaky Devil said:

*points to sig*

Those are my favs at the moment.

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