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A clash on the groundfloor landing Maggie Hughes stood in the stairwell, clutching an old metal watering

A flash A loud bang Darkness Then, slowly, light crept back in. A voice cut through the haze: “

**Monday, 12th February** Sometimes I let my mind wanderwhat if things were different? Imagine London

A Mothers Betrayal At the graduation ball, every girl wanted a photo with him. But he chose Lucy She

My father never spoke the words “I love you.”Yet each morning before leaving for work, he

Warm Bread for a Lost ChildThe day was dull and colorless, as if the very air weighed heavily upon the earth.

Warm Bread for a Strange ChildIt was one of those dull, colorless days when the air itself seemed to

Warm Bread for a Strange ChildThe day was dull and colorless, as if the very air pressed down heavily

Can you mourn animals as deeply as you mourn humans?Some might say, Its just a dog or Only a cat.

You smashed my mirror, so youll owe me seven years of work, hissed Victor Blackwell, owner of the ArtMirrorCo