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That Old Black Magic

“You left these inside,” he said, rushing to catch up with me as I exited the coffee shop. Handing me the sunglasses, his warm hand touched mine. A frisson of electricity! He felt it too – there was surprised laughter … Continue reading

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The Dare

“I double dog dare ya!” said Butch. What seemed like a good idea earlier didn’t seem so hot now that we were standing on the front lawn of old lady Havisham’s aged Victorian. The house’s peeling paint and crooked shutters … Continue reading

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