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The results were in.
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Marie wiped her sweaty palms on her jeans. Breathing heavily, she glanced impatiently at the bland, hospital door; it...
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The results were in, she said. And he ran and ran and ran and ran, disregarding the shouts of teachers behind him, ju...
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The results were in. The young men standing before the judges fidgeted anxiously in their military-style uniforms. Ja...
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"What's that, Daddy?" James hid a smile behind his hand and answered, "That's a telephone, sweetie. You put money in...
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It's ringing. Ringing. Ringing. Ringing. STOP it from ringing! Karla never wanted to hear his voice again. Never wan...
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A dry, sandy summer like this one. I had met him just a mile down, by the Shell gas station, his cowboy boots kicking...
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