Percival had become a name associated with the actions of limp-wristed, panty-waisted sissies rather than the sagas of a...
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Daniel lay on his back watching cartoons and drinking his bottle. He had very little memory of the evening...
Megan raised an eyebrow. “Mom? What are you talking about?” “Carrie will be going to live with Jessica and...
He spluttered how it wasn’t his fault, how one day he just found the box in his living room,...
The granules of imported Irish steel-cut oatmeal had expanded by boiling and steeping into a soft, fluffy-textured porridge with...
“I’ve seen dogs do that a lot. Can you tell if a woman wants sex by smelling her that...
So Maria wasn’t eating. This was weird. The last time I was in an anorexic girl, I never felt...
With tears welling in her eyes and a grip to my shirt that pleaded for more time, I had...
Eric hated the rain. And rain was what it did in July in Auckland. And in May and June...
After taking the remaining stall that was furthest from the restroom’s entrance, I double checked that the stall door...