Mother shoved aside the Electrolux like a discarded dance partner.
Category: general fiction
The Facts of Life (A Harshbarger Mills Story,1963)
While my sister was forming in my mother’s belly my cousin, Deborah Anne,was dying in her mother’s arms. The two events were unconnected.
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The eyes of the King see you, the ears of the King hear you, the words of the King, bless you.
Char Glimmer, conclusion (A Harshbarger Mills Story)
The dance had been magical, for everyone had a sweetheart.
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Oren Hunter. Mothers used his name to frighten wayward children.
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A giant of a man stood in the doorway, hair white as snow, loosed from a leather band.
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He’d felt well enough to plough his wife’s belly with a son.
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The fever passed, only to leave him chilled and dreaming he was fighting on bloody snow.
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Until three days ago,” Milo pointed to the skull, “This was a man we called the Poet.”
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Milo Janken, or Milo the Lantern as he was called in Marsh Wool, stood before the throne, trying not to soil his breeches.
