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Go!

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“You’re from around here?”

The gorgeous bartender’s surprise was a bit understandable, since it was safe to say this ski resort didn’t necessarily cater to the ‘dying northern Maine mill town’ demographic.

“Oh, ayuh.” I nod in the affirmative.

“Whereabouts?” she asks, as I put my ID back in my wallet. The little plastic rectangle still has a tangible chill.

Seems like a silly question, but it’s not unreasonable for her to assume that the address on my driver’s license isn’t current.

“Castle Rock.” I say with a straight face.

She pauses for a moment. Clearly this girl has read her some Steven King.

“C’mon…..really- where are you from?”

“Cabot Cove?”

She didn’t say anything right away, but her eyes lit up.

“Jessica Oba-san?” she finally asks me excitedly.

“I’m sorry- what?”

“Oh…I’m sorry….” she gushed enthusiastically. “It’s just that we used to get Murder She Wrote on TV when I was growing up. Except in Japanese, it was called The Case Files of Jessica Oba-san. I used to love watching that show.”

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Cut and Run Ch. 12

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“I am given to understand, Monsieur Belushi, that it was you who identified Angelique from the ‘critter cam’, was it not?” he asked me, staring up at me intently all the while.

“Uhhh, yes.” I replied, curious, looking back at him momentarily. He stepped closely to me then, and laid a hand upon one of my arms. What he said then, caught me totally off guard.

“How is it that you, a Male Dragon, knew my daughter?” He asked me suddenly. I then fumbled at the pot of water that was just then starting to bubble, and spilled the contents all over the burner and stove top.

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Small Town Blues Ch. 2

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*CRACKLE* “IN THE SUMMERTIME WHEN THE WEATHER IS HIGH YOU CAN STRETCH RIGHT UP AND TOUCH THE SKY. WHEN THE WEATHER’S FINE YOU GOT WOMEN YOU GOT WOMEN ON YOUR MIN-“ My hand comes down on the alarm clock with enough force to render a lesser appliance into slag. “AAAAAUUUUUUGH” I groan up at the … Continue reading Small Town Blues Ch. 2

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Treat

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OK- too early to tell, but this could be the best home-invasion ever.

No Stockholm syndrome, honest.

Suddenly she backs away as though she just thought of something. A playful little grin plies the corner of her lips as she’s blushing lightly- it’s pretty clear that even though she backed off, she is by no means finished with you.

Naughty werepanda schoolgirl heads to the counter to inventory the trick-or-treat candy. She seems to be looking for something specific. Her face lights up a little before she grabs some strawberry licorice sticks from the leftover trick or treat candy.

You’re not sure what she has in mind until she slowly and deliberately walks back to where you’re sitting.

“I give you something sweet now, yes?”

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Crying Wolf- Chapter 6: The Whole of the Moon

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The ogre doesn’t waste much time stomping her foot down on the patch of real-estate Talia was occupying an instant prior. However, the smaller werewolf managed to roll out of the way only to be sent flying after taking a glancing kick from the ogress.
However, the werewolf lands in a hunkered down position, looking almost like an Olympic runner at the starting gate somehow propelled backwards as her claws dig into the turf, slowing her momentum. She immediately gets back onto her feet seemingly unbothered by the abuse the ogress has been dishing out.

“Don’t you know better than to go after a wolf’s prey?” she speaks up.

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