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The tale of how Ahmed came to America
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The woods near the house I grew up in have always fascinated me. They always struck me as so natural and primal, not like the overly manicured a..
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“Sammy, why do ye leave your shoes out in the middle of the floor all the time? Ye could trip over ‘em in the middle of the night and fall..
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Alex sat under the willow tree, holding her book and trying to calm her nervousness. Well, not her nervousness, exactly. Xander had a job interview i..
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Tap. Tap. TapSteve jumped in his chair. What the hell was that? The sounds seemed like they came from the window. Probably just the house settling. Te..
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Colin sat in the corner of the coffee shop, looking down at the flyer in his hand, debating with himself. He’d printed it this morning, full of..
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Ronaldo Whispertongue laid the black velvet cloth over the table and straightened the corners. Directly in the center he placed a glass dish with a t..
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Silence fell all around Selena. For a moment she felt as if she’d gone deaf, then the little girl whimpered. The mother shushed her and clutch..
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“Hey, Colin! How have you been?” “No complaints, Jane. How’s today been?” Colin smiled as he walked up to the counter. ..
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“I’d like to begin by saying that most of you won’t believe what I have to say, and that’s okay. I just need to tell someone...
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