September Rain

September Rain

September rain fell as if it was going out of style. There seemed to be no let up, day and night it fell until the fields were sodden and water dripped from the foliage in a sullen display that encouraged depression. Emma watched and waited, but...

The Clock Was Ticking

The Clock Was Ticking

  The clock was ticking and I had no time to run. It was either cut the correct wire or doom beckoned. But which wire? The red one, the blue one of the green/yellow one? Fate had given me this challenge and I was not about to get it wrong...

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