Finished Folds (81—95)
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2Out of the corner of his eye, he spied the webcam and realized he had nowhere to hide anymore. He dropped to his knees and
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2Still, it was hard to resist. Each week, his bank account got a little bit bigger, and each week, the email would dutifully arrive, giving "advice" on how to vote. It was democracy
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3He reached for the glass and had second thoughts. No need for formalities, he thought, and then chugged right from the top of the bottle. She gasped at the sight. He just laughed.
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2charter bus. More likely, they would now be wearing fancy suits and dresses, with the days of 'no clothes' just tattered memories. A lottery ticket changes people.
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8Some use the semi-colon like a sword of mercy. Others are more adept at the apostrophe. In either case, they are to be ignored. It's something my teacher once
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2poked his head through the window. It was nothing like he expected. Inside
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2Truth be told, he had not expected to have been accepted into the experiment. The line outside the door had been long. Somehow, he had gotten himself noticed, perhaps by
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4that was written somewhere in the image of the comic book. He dug around his closet and found what he was looking for. Aha!!!
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35If ever there was a time to use his cell phone, this was it. But he had left his charger at home and the phone was dead. He squinted down the road and could just make out
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3been baking cakes in the kitchen, talking up a storm. I could see the smoke billowing out of the oven -- the cakes were on fire. Bea didn't notice. Neither did the other Golden
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4I remembered back to summer, when I had run over my only shovel with the lawn mower. It hadn't seemed like a big deal at the time. Now, it was a very big deal.
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9you have to wear special gloves, with little bits of velcro on them. The eyeballs stuck just fine, though. "Can I see?" he asked, to which we both laughed.
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3their behavior here in suburbia. The strange thing is, they acted as if they didn't care that I was watching, as if they accepted me as one of their own. Maybe I was.
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5of something smashing against the wall. "Uncle Sammy?" we called out. "I'm fine," we heard him say, but we knew he was lying.
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4He'd switched careers, moving from programming to the classroom. He kept having to remind himself that kids were not machines. There was such little logic in what they did.