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The Last Flight. Chapter 4

Is the the end of the road for Karen?

My eyes focussed on the horrific scene before me. The cabin was largely intact, but not as it had been. Windows were broken, the luggage racks had come down and bags and their contents were strewn everywhere. Interior panelling was buckled and broken, missing in places, and electrical wiring was hanging. The acrid smell of burnt metal and rubber filled my nostrils, but there was no fire that...Read On

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The Party Gift - Ch. 5

Our magical week comes to an end but our life together only now begins.

I figured Mom would call to check in with me eventually; she always does. After all, that’s what mother’s do. Then why is my heart pounding so hard and why is my stomach tying itself in knots? Why should I be the slightest bit apprehensive about telling her where I am and who I’m with? I mean, hooking Deanna and I up was her plan from the start. Wasn't it? Well, just because I suspect her...Read On

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The Last Flight Chapter 6

Who has come for Karen?

“I had to see you. I couldn't bear to think of you being here alone.” Jemima came and sat on the chair beside my bed, wincing with pain as she lowered herself into it and breathed out a sigh of relief as she leaned back and relaxed. “Are you all right?” I asked her, “Are you sure you should have come here?” “Not really,” she replied, holding her abdomen and closing her eyes. There...Read On

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The Party Gift - Ch. 6

Our epilogue to the present.

True to her word; which was something I was not at all used to when it came to romantic partners up to that point, Deanna called me that evening from Miami. Where it was seventy-one fucking degrees at nine o’clock at night. And as we were actually Face Timing, I could see that she was sitting out on the balcony of her hotel room wearing her short little black silk robe; and nothing else. As...Read On

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The Last Flight. Chapter 5

Was it all just a dream?

From within the huddle of people I began to hear shouts but they were vague and distant. The chattering of my teeth seemed to drown out most of the other sounds around me. Jemima's voice seemed to cut through it all though. “They're here.” she said gently, “You'll be fine now.” I opened my eyes and frowned, then realised that the noise was not my teeth chattering but the clatter of...Read On