“Okay, but can your so-called handyman repair the cracks in your foundation without having to level your whole house and build it up again from scratch?”
I waited. There was silence on the other end of the line for a few seconds. I released the needle of energy I’d been fiddling with between my fingers and sat up. I thought she’d hung up on me.
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“Maybe this is my destiny,” Ro said, as she swept the top hat off the table and perched it on her head.
She spun around to show her cousin who laughed, gave her a thumbs up, and continued browsing the crates full of old magazines.
The two were at an estate sale that had intrigued Ro because it was for the former belongings of a magician.
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Sporting a magenta and lime blazer, Cliff Blazer gave his nightly weather report on the local news channel. The screen before which he stood displaced animated clouds dripping over the landmasses representing the closest three counties.
“Rain is in the forecast, folks, and a lots of it,” Cliff said. “It’s going to be raining cats and dogs, so don’t just bring your umbrellas, bring your treats, your toys, and your litter boxes.”
Cliff signed off, threw the broadcast back to the main anchors, and strode toward his office. A little bit of paperwork and he was done for the day.
His boss’s assistant poked his head through the doorway.
“Got another one for you, Cliff,” he said, and gestured to his left.
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Greetings! I highlight six stories about romantic love in this post.Here’s a quick trailer. (I’ve moved my goofy intro video to the bottom). [Video description: Trailer. Duration 31 seconds. Music plays: Casual Arcade Track #2 (looped) from GameDev Market. No sound effects. Eight slides appear. Between each is a blur transition. First, center image of […]
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It is said the magician imbued the empress’s soup with a secret elixir that granted strength of mind, of body, and of character.
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“I have a story to tell you that you will not believe,” the fly said.
I listened. Because if I believed that a fly could speak, then I was more than ready to hear what she had to say.
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“You must be Captain Vasquez.”
“And why, madam, do you presume that?”
“Because judging from their expressions, none of the people at this table believe a word you’re saying…but they’re all listening anyway because the story is just that captivating.”
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