La vida
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Queueing: The Art of Patience in English Culture
I walked into the maternity ward to watch the fetal heartbeat strip during labour. The babys cardiogram
La vida
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They’ve Stolen My Clothes, Cowboy! Help Me!” pleaded the Apache Woman by the Lake!
Steal my clothes, cowboy! Save me! the woman cried, standing by the lake, her voice echoing like a phantom.
La vida
05
Victor returned from the race later than usual, his wife Tamara, anxiously awaiting her cherished husband, began to worry something had happened on the road, while little Colin, impatient, kept asking, “Where’s Daddy? Where’s Daddy?
June 3rd Today Victor finally turned the corner of the A38 a little later than usual. My wife, Theresa
La vida
07
Help Me, Cowboy! An Apache Woman’s Plea as Her Clothes Were Stolen by the Lakeside!
Lads, theyve swiped my clothessave me! wailed the woman, her voice cracking as she tumbled into the pond.
La vida
04
Mother, I Forgive You!
Mum, I forgive you! Eleanor Clarke slumped onto the thin straw mattress. One quiet evening she called
Please, Just Ten Quid,” the Boy Pleaded to Shine the CEO’s Shoes
Just ten dollars, please, the boy begged, hoping to polish the CEOs shoes.Elliot Quinn was not a man
La vida
010
The Guardian Angel: A Tale of Protection and Hope
Dear Diary, I never knew my parents. My father walked out when my mother was pregnant, and after that
La vida
07
The Handwriting of History
Morning began just as predictably as a welltimed train. Andy Thompson woke a minute before his alarmsomething
La vida
07
In the Midst of the Queue
I slipped into the delivery suite of St.Marys Hospital, London, as if the corridors were rivers of white light.
La vida
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Mum, I Forgive You!
Mum, I forgive you! Margaret Whitfield lay in her lowceilinged cottage. One evening she whispered to