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After hours of walking, jumping, climbing, sliding, riding and eating, she still had it in her to ride the one and only Rollo coaster at Idlewild Amusement ...

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Chris’s grandfather had been adamant all those years ago. “Real men don’t carry umbrellas, and don’t use hair dryers, ”the retired Sergeant-Major had said. ...

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Ever regret watching a box office movie? Mind you, I’m not talking about remorse for time wasted watching a movie with cinematography so bad it gives pause to ...

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Go out for poms. Drivers license. An only family graduation party. Crappy grassland university. Communications major. Want ads. No job and having to live at ...

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She knows it’s him when the phone rings. It’s the redundant, sing-song tone she’s been dreading since the last time he called. She doesn’t want to answer; but ...

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In the old railway tunnel beneath the park I had one of those moments, the ones that feel like I’ve newly stepped out of a dream. I remember the first time. We ...

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I took up smoking to lose the weight that I’d gained when I quit smoking earlier on. Then I began chewing gum, big wads of it, every time I wanted a cigarette ...

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His side of the bed had been empty for weeks but that night I slept deeply. Wrapped safely in the heat of his body, I dreamt the dreams of home, of family and ...

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Her black tights of winter have been traded in for a breezy dress of spring, her furry boots replaced by open-toe sandals. I’m in the midst of a long inhale of ...

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In the back of the room, covered in artificial light, my eyes squeeze tight like a fist. This isn’t the first instance I have waited too late. My mind races ...

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It’s coming up. The anniversary of her absence. The day my earth stood still. How much I can remember the moment it all took place. I watched those ...

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On her twenty first birthday, the same day as their first wedding anniversary, James presented Emma with a pearl necklace. They were picnicking in Fosters Wood ...

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