Tag: historical fiction
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Ride or die? Love Letter #3
Some gals get all giddy about being seen in public with their man. They are like female dogs, protecting their territory by way of optics. “You see me with him. Okay. Step off.” Maya did not have such inclinations. She was a rising star at her job, studying for her Masters, with little time for anything…
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The Summer the Earth Moved
Go. Play. Outside. Children who play inside all day later build destructive devices with their idle minds. Hopscotch and Tic-Tac-Toe on cement meant fun to adults in need of their privacy. My best friend, Annie-Mae, and I were not allowed to open the cabinet and attach the Atari game to the television to play Pac-Man…