Retribution – Part 3

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S: Good morning Mrs Sullivan.

G: Please call me Gloria.

S: Then, please call me Selena.

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Dialogue #6 – I Saved Your Life!

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Man 1: I saved your life!

Man 2: You pushed me off a building.

M1: You’re not dead though, are you? Continue reading

Your Book

She had been drawn to this library. She wasn’t a reader or a writer but there was a draw. It was like a string was wrapped around her heart. There was a winch on this spot where she stood now and it had pulled her all the way here. Out of her house, into her car, through traffic to this moment. Continue reading



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She shook her head and frowned.

“I pray you never take a breath without remembering the breaths you’ve taken away.”

“That’s a bit dramatic.”

“I don’t really think you are in a position to be funny.”

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The Contract

“I should definitely have read it more carefully.”

“What did you say?” shouted the thug from across the room. In another time and another place, he was leading man material. His hair was perfectly shaped and styled. His suit was crisp and trendy. His teeth were the whitest Sarah had ever seen. Then he turned and you could see the large gash that someone had tried to take out of it. Continue reading

Untitled Writing Project #7

wp-image-1987998692He was always watching her. He didn’t know that she knew, but she did. One night when he thought she was fast asleep, he got out of bed, pushed a panel in the wall and entered a private room on the other side of their bedroom. She had never thought that it was odd that he never let her see the plans for the house they built “together”. And now she knew it was because he was a grade A psychopath. She quietly walked up to the doorway and saw a bank of monitors each labelled with different rooms in the house. Some of the monitors were off, luckily including the one for the bedroom. She crept back into bed and pretended to be normal with him. She came down to breakfast one day a few months later, he looked at her and laughed. “You’re wearing that today?” Continue reading

Untitled Writing Project #5

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So here goes practice number 5. I do not have a perfect marriage. Sometimes we argue, mostly bickering and usually very quickly moved on from. But I don’t see my life without my husband and when I think about it, I swear, sometimes it brings me to tears. But again, it’s not perfect. Nothing is. I hope that when people see us, they see a happy family, with flaws of course, but not people trying to project an unattainable level of happiness. Some people though, have lives that look perfect and it is far from that. What are they feeling? What are they really feeling?

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