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Sorry!
There has been a lot of black tea.
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Chapter 12
“I-I’m sure,” she said breathlessly, then gave a slight cry of alarm as Samuel suddenly stepped off the yard arm into empty air and plunged downward.
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Chapter 11
Ramona chewed her lip anxiously. She looked down at the bouncing child beside her, whose eyes shone with hope. She cringed at the thought of dousing that sweet little face, but at the same time, how could she impose on the ship any longer?
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Overused
One of the writing prompts I received recently was the question “What is a word you think too many people use?” The short answer is “Too many to count.” As in, there are so many words we overuse these days. And I am not going to act like I am exempt from this rebuke, because…
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Chapter 10
Behind him, Ramona put an embarrassed hand to her face and groaned. “You did not have to announce it that way, Swindler,” she muttered, making a point of using his criminal title.
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Change
Sometimes we get daily writing prompts. This is one of the days when the prompt is good, and deserves answers. “What change, big or small, would you like your blog to make in the world?” I’m serving food. It’s a special brand of food, food meant for the soul. Stories, as one of my own…
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Chapter 9
“I suppose… I’m just stuck here… in this grey, horrible little town… just like before.” Samuel waited silently, watching the red streak in her hair mute to a dull, dead-rose sort of color and her eyes turn to a drab, hopeless grey.
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Chapter 8
Slowly she let herself down onto the cot, and laid her head back on the thin pillow crafted from an old flour sack, her lips parted in agony. Her chest heaved as she fought to calm her body’s nerves, willing away the pain. Her hands found the thin wool blanket and twisted her fingers into…
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Chapter 7
Samuel carefully lowered Ramona to the deck and fell to his knees beside her, his half-lidded eyes like those of a corpse. “Get Wilhelm,” he rasped, then sharply crumpled to the deck.
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Who is She?
Ramona Redhawk. She is an assassin, sickened of her craft, and longs for escape. But how to manage that alone, when so many of the Matron’s other slaves will be sent out to hunt her down? Enter Samuel, and enter the beginning of the story. But who is she, really? Ramona Redhawk was inspired long…
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