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And Never Stopped Applauding..by Michael
A Story by
Michael Reisman
Audrey was born with a crippling back disorder that had her in a wheelchair while growing up. However that never stopped her from doing everythi..
Band Aids, Old And New..by Michael
A Story by
Michael Reisman
A painful paper cut that drew a little blood was covered with a band aid by mom. Five year old Zelda never forgot that first instance of a heali..
A Yellow Rose In Crest Wood..by Michael
A Story by
Michael Reisman
It was eleven o'clock on abrisk cold day in November that morning. On the corner of forty second street and Madison Ave he stood waiting for her..
In The Old Neighborhood..by Michael
A Story by
Michael Reisman
Benny remembered an old favorite Italian restaurant from a neighborhood where he used to live. It was tome to go back there and capture those mo..
The Third Selection..by Michael
A Story by
Michael Reisman
Mandy was hungry on the way home from a summer vacation. It was past her past her normal lunchtime as she noticed a diner just about ten minutes..
Just Above The Horizon..by Michael
A Story by
Michael Reisman
The sunrise rose just above the horizon. It was a new beginning of a new day. It showed itself on the quiet ocean, where not too far away he sat..
It Was 1962..by Michael
A Story by
Michael Reisman
It was 1962 as an order was placed for two cheeseburgers and fries. Ten minutes later the waitress glided through the parking lot on her roller ..
Two Orange Balloons..by Michael
A Story by
Michael Reisman
Bonnie fondly remembered her tenth birthday. She was now thirty two, yet a saved item from way back when which was just found recently had trigg..
Song Of The Hummingbird..by Michael
A Story by
Michael Reisman
Harold sat on the patio in his backyard looking at the garden he had planted. A nice variety of flowers had bloomed and he saw something for the..
On The Bridge..by Michael
A Story by
Michael Reisman
Geraldine drove across the bridge with a specific destination in mind. It wasn't the usual place people go to, but something else. The deeply de..
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