![Twins - Chapter 1](https://writerscafe.s3.amazonaws.com/stories/thumbs/14cb95d25057236b283700c5d3099f34.jpg) |
Set in the 1930s near the fictional town of Turpentine, Georgia. Explore the magic and mystery of nature . . . hear the critters in the swamp, sleep i..
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![Perfect Summer Dream](https://writerscafe.s3.amazonaws.com/stories/thumbs/7b8244e01a06d330d73c096126c3ec8b.jpg) |
A Mole, a Water Rat
Idle in a boat.
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![Ratty's Place](https://writerscafe.s3.amazonaws.com/stories/thumbs/d55117107f2cd15f754446b4d951eb2e.png) |
Bijou dwelling set into the riverbanks,Roofed and sheltered by the emerald turf...Beneath the door,The friendly river gliding by.Just insideThe twinkl..
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![The Flimflams](https://writerscafe.s3.amazonaws.com/stories/thumbs/e24cf586432611e34919fee981105fe8.jpg) |
How to cope with bad memories at 3:00 AM.
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![Bother And O Blow!](https://writerscafe.s3.amazonaws.com/stories/thumbs/bad72530991e7a9c696191af01ce8a12.jpg) |
When a mole must do spring cleaning...
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![The Lady In Red: A Ghost Story](https://writerscafe.s3.amazonaws.com/stories/thumbs/8a68553c14d92134b956434c31930132.jpg) |
There were no brass bands when Sergeant Wilson Prescott came back from war . . . not that I wanted any. All I wanted was to go home.
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![Meeting Dr. Einstein](https://writerscafe.s3.amazonaws.com/stories/thumbs/4532d5280eb0a15536d0caeeab917961.jpeg) |
When the usher was taking me to my seat he said, “You’re next to the great man.”
“What do you mean?” I asked him.
&ldq..
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![My Brother's Story: Chapter 1](https://writerscafe.s3.amazonaws.com/stories/thumbs/39ecd716f887d874089b769dd1909ed6.jpg) |
Identical twins Johnny and Will are orphaned and separated as toddlers. My Brother’s Story tells of the twins’ adventures as they struggle..
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![The Wind in the Willows](https://writerscafe.s3.amazonaws.com/stories/thumbs/0530f62990b4834075ab4f15ed7afc4a.jpg) |
Story of my book of poems being mistaken for a bomb and being blown up by the bomb squad after shutting down the main Little Rock post office.
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![Spring of Joy](https://writerscafe.s3.amazonaws.com/stories/thumbs/c2f00258f2e6da7279513fbd4a9d8ada.jpg) |
It gushes forth,Bubbling,Sparkling,Deep and pure,Reflecting joy . . .My little boy’s laugh.
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