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• I Presume?

  by g2 (la pianista irlandesa) 24 days ago

  I awoke, wrists bound, held upright by two goons dressed like living shadows, who knows how much later. Cricket, bound in the…

• The Wrath of the Spoon Ninja

  by NightMaiden about 1 month ago

  The ball came whizzing into my line of sight, and I whacked out at it, executing a pretty professional backhand.

  It bounced …

• La Madre Italiana

  by NightMaiden about 1 month ago

  Lin nodded defiantly, whereas mine was a meek response. I was still a little groggy from staying up too late, and I hadn’t ha…

• Sleep By Night

  by NightMaiden about 1 month ago

  I finally plopped into my bed, feeling full and comforted.

  The milk had tasted good, with the chocolate cookie – it was jus…

• Milk and Tears

  by NightMaiden about 1 month ago

  “I can’t really picture Cricket as a teacher,” Tony admitted, easing himself into one of the chairs.

  I tried hard to refrain…

• Sleepless Nights Call For...Cookies!

  by NightMaiden about 1 month ago

  I was in bed, belly down, thinking about tomorrow. And thinking about tomorrow kept my brain working…and keeping my brain w…

• Acting The Peacemaker...Almost

  by NightMaiden about 1 month ago

  “Hey!” I yelled, but he kept moving away. “Cricket!”

  Still no reaction.

  This whole thing is getting my dander up, now!...

• Evil Ball Plans

  by NightMaiden about 1 month ago

  “Badminton?”

  “Yep! You know, the British sport that’s kind of like – “

  “We know what it is!” we shouted at him, and turned …

• The Inner Circle

  by NightMaiden about 1 month ago

  “I only tried to help,” I offered, finally getting exasperated of her manner.

  She looked a little taken aback, but then con…