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Flying over San Rosille by night, at a safe altitude to avoid detection, was like being caught between two blankets of stars. SoHo had a combination…
“This is fabulous!” Ann declared, gazing into Lola’s eye. Just the one. She’d politely removed it for examination. “I think you’ve patched it better than the…
Ann, Cerise and Calliope watched contemplatively as two crossdressing performers in the tackiest faux-Iroquoise costumes imaginable brought “Wig-Wam Bam” by Sweet to a lip-synced crescendo. Seraphine…
He knew she was noticing the scars. She had her head against him and she wasn’t looking, but she was stroking his arm and she kept…
The rain had continued well into normal working hours, with intermittent drizzle and thunder over the city until ten. Everyone knew they had the rest of…
“Who are you?” Calliope said. She’d seen Erik being other people before. That was his eyepatch and his underwear and his body, but he wasn’t wearing…
Seth was talking again, but very soft. It took a few repetitions for her to get it: “Worthless person, worthless person, worthless, worthless…” “Hey.” She crept…
The pink woman in the high-backed chair tented her fingers against her chin and addressed the blonde woman she had glued to the wall a couple…
There was a young woman sitting on Calliope’s bed and sobbing. Steven had his arm around her and kept handing her tissues. “He didn’t have to…
Ann excused herself ahead of the dessert and asked them not to wait for her if it took her too long to get changed. Milo was…
There was an unanticipated logistical problem with the chairs. There were plenty of chairs, such as they were, just not enough flat surface at the correct…
The morning of the twelfth, Ann went out first thing to purchase pastries. This would not overtax the kitchen, the dishes, or Mordecai, all of which…
Liam was the first to leave. He got his things together and made quiet excuses, without disturbing the rest of the room. “I’m sorry, Miss Hyacinth.…
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MAKE YOUR OWN!
They can be wrong and so can I.
Pay attention &
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