Father, Mine!
November 2, 2015
The wind whipped Maggie's hair scattering it in all directions. Matt looked at her eyes and felt an excruciating wrench in his heart. They were standing on the quay, as he was about to board the dest…
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November 2, 2015
The wind whipped Maggie's hair scattering it in all directions. Matt looked at her eyes and felt an excruciating wrench in his heart. They were standing on the quay, as he was about to board the dest…
April 1, 2015
It was a warm day in autumn when Harry heard something strange. It wasn’t as if he was spying. He would never admit to that. He was just being playful. That was his explanation for pretty much everyt…
March 2, 2015
It was a dreary day in August with the monsoon beating an insistent rhythm on the tin roofs that lined the road to college. Shyam was late to class. He pedaled faster on his huge old bicycle that his…