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We Have to Move (Evil)

(This version came from my instructor in a writing class telling me not to be so nice all the time.) Henson drove up the gravel driveway slowly, eyeing the crabgrass on the once pristine lawn and the weeds taking over … Continue reading

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We Have to Move (Sweet)

(This is the first version, the ‘nice’ about a son visiting his aging father) Phillip turned the car into the gravel driveway comforted by the grassy hump down its middle, the part that car tires hadn’t trampled down. The hump … Continue reading

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The Hobby Shop

“I won’t be too long,” said his wife. “I’ll meet you back in, say, 45 minutes. Tops. Don’t be late again. Not in this weather.” “Sure, sure,” he replied, edging back towards the car with three bundles of groceries in … Continue reading

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