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Well the reunion of sorts is bound to be interesting, to say the least....

Starting off with a bang....what fates will they face??

No love for Barb here, hoping our boys Find each other, no offence to George...

I have to wonder about Kellen, how does one lose their magic and still be useful in this situation, that and it is abundantly clear he's a dickhead..

Twin sisters separated at birth.......

My Creature Feature submission is nearing Inspiration Pass....

Things that make you go hummmm... How many of us have been there?? Well… if he was dead, he’d deal with it tomorrow

This is a deadly game of cat and many, many mice...

There's still someone out there, have they fled or are they are biding their time??

Humm...has someone new just appeared??? “Say, can I ask you something?” “What’s that honey?” “You know much about what goes on in this little corner of world?” “Enough,” Ethel huffed. She stood there, one hand on the bar, the other on her hip. Who was screwing whom, literally and figuratively, what deals were about to come down, who was in trouble, and who was riding the crest of a wave. Pretty much everything. She looked at him, a doubtful expression on her face, after he made his pitch. Who is this little twerp, anyway? He certainly didn’t look the part of an operator. Slender, more like skinny, from what she could see under his jacket. A wide brimmed cap pulled down almost to his eyebrows, dark hair pulled back into a man bun, some light scruff on his face. He cocked his head in a kind of cute way, as if he was appraising her. “I dunno. Let’s see how it goes.” “Fair enough,” he said. With that, he flattened a bill down on the bar. “Here’s a little encouragement.” As he got up to leave, he glanced at her in a way that made her feel immediately uncomfortable. Plus, he had a funny smell.

I know folks/friends just lie that and they appear to love wallowing....

I'm thinking/wishing that Barb is heavily pregnant, married to a chain-smoking, tattooed, beer swilling, fried chicken eating heavy weight trucker.... The boys might separate, but hopefully not for long...That's all my fantasy has at the moment... Breaking the kiss, he looked deeply into my eyes. Even in the dark of the tent, I could see emotion in his eyes, on his face. “You are amazing, Art,” he said with an appreciative shake of his head. “I never imagined I might love a guy, but I do love you, in spite of my orientation.”

The idea has become reality!!!

What secrets will be revealed??? And, will they be able to exit or is this a trap??

Well...the canines won't be traveling far now, will they.....

I too am concerned about the ability for the evil skinwalkers to reproduce, in whatever manner, some investigating is needed. One hopes @Lee Wilson that the search does not lead to Capitol Hill....

Not quite a fate worse than death....

So unnecessarily sad....

Just found several stories to check out!!

At my age being there could be detrimental to my waistline...

What a spectacular way to end the trip for the Aussies...to be but a fly on the wall!!

Oh what tangled webs we weave when we deceive ourselves, never realizing those webs will come back to bite you...

We now know that Rod's family is at the heart of some of his issues and the reason for his behavior, of which I am sure he will find difficult to change...

When having the ability to place a child in the home of relatives, who have the means and ability to support said child, to have that application denied is incomprehensible...

Not sure just what to say here...