Casual Conversation
Trish opened the door at the sound of the knock, at roughly 5:30 in the evening. “Hey Ilyana. Come on in.” Ilyana
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Trish opened the door at the sound of the knock, at roughly 5:30 in the evening. “Hey Ilyana. Come on in.” Ilyana
I have nightmares, Lucas wrote. I don’t tell anyone because they worry enough over me already. I spend my days being able
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Mandy texted her Dad as she headed out the door – she wasn’t sure where he was, but knew he would check
Lucas should have been able to sleep longer, tired as he had been, but he’d been plagued with nightmarish memories of what
Lucas had an idea – he just needed to figure out how to implement it. He knew Jett loved music, and could
It was the third time since she’d gotten home from school that he’d caught her crying. This time, he decided, he wasn’t
There was nothing to do now but think, reflect on what had led up to this point. As far as he could
Lucas hoped Brandon liked the sketch he’d left of him asleep. Sketching wasn’t something he did often, and though he was good
Jacqueline paced her living room. She had been in a good mood earlier, having helped coerce Jett into a tailored suit –