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The Tide Watcher

A man intrigued by a woman who evokes loneliness and dismay of a life beyond recall. I used to think it was some temporary fixation and that eventually there would be some break in the routine but three years later it’s exactly the same… 
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Death by Car (Lucy)

She loved you unconditionally even as she watched you abandon her. Then he bent down and took off my collar, the collar that I had been wearing for a long time. I liked the way it jingled and made those funny sounds when I ran…
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Ghost of Consequence

The dead don’t forget about those they left behind. ... She was crazy in love with Jack Donovan and I understood why. Jack put most people off with his understated good looks and quiet, self-assured demeanor…
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Ghost Debris

Allison Creed drives by the house that appears in her nightmares and discovers it holds the key to her past. The house in the nightmares was so familiar, she knew every detail about it yet could never recall being in it. Only a portion of the Tudor style house had shown through the thick cluster of trees…
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Godless Whore

A girl tries to leave her past behind but it catches up with her with a vengeance. His steely expression seemed to be at odds with the loving manner in which he touched her. She reached up and took his hand and gently stroked his fingers as though they  were fragile instruments…  
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Devilution

for the elite, there is only one way to think, their way. Things were going well for them, they had financial security, the acreage they had toiled over and now the baby, yet she couldn’t shake the feeling. Something seemed out of balance, something she couldn’t put her finger on…
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Transition Harbor

Revenge is the dead’s best friend. The bar had the pungent memory of lost time and it always hit newcomers walking through the double swing door the same way. They would pause for a moment but not know why; it was almost like stepping back in time to a memory you desperately wanted to forget or one you were bitterly holding on to…  
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Losing Chloe

Watching the sunset for the last time. …Over time Chloe and I developed a ritual of watching the sun set and it became something I looked forward to each day. She would watch for me to walk towards the pen and as soon as she saw me walking towards the pen she would jump up. 
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Path of Dead Roses

Sometimes it takes a ghost to make you believe in yourself. I’ve heard people talk about ghosts, and how they are really just a reflection of us or they represent our greatest fears. I’m not sure about that but I know that life is full of twists and turns and we go through things that change us along the way…  
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The House on Black River

…When they came to Black River her father seemed to disappear. She could still see him, but he could no longer see her, an absence took over as he looked straight ahead, he never even looked at his fishing pole, just pulled the pole out of the water, grabbed the line, all in one motion, without even blinking…
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Shallow Breathing

…Ivan Mills was tired of life so he left on a road trip looking for something to revive his interest. He had no destination in mind as he left the bustle of the Big Apple.  There was no shortage of suggestions from acquaintances as to where he should wander…                                    
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Chasing Dandelions

…Mrs. Fox told her what a nuisance he was and how she wanted him gone. She had tried on numerous occasions to club him to death, but thankfully her eyesight was bad and she always missed. Rusty knew to stay out of the way… 
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