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Thank you for your comment, dughlas. And thank you @comicfan for inspiring this.

I agree with you.

I'm glad you feel this way. Thank you for your comment, Parker!

Thank you! Ariel needed someone in his corner.

Great review, Tim. The story is on my summer reading list now.

“You're early," stated Death as they set their newspaper down and turned to face me. I wasn’t sure if this was a reprimand or a simple statement and decided to stay by the door and wait for Azrael to tell me what to do next. Should I come in? Take a seat? With one sentence they had managed to unsettle me, a feeling I despise. Additionally, I had expected to be led to a small, austere conference room and not into this cozy room with a fireplace and two comfortable loveseats facing each other.

Of course.

Absolutely! Oh, and thanks for mentioning my prompts, Wayne.

You may feel gray sometimes but I see green. Someone who writes wonderful stories that give me a spring in my steps.

Looking for things means being curious, at least to me. Being curious means being alive and with your head in the clouds: Are you a dreamer?

Peter is a challenging character. I don't want him as a friend, but my thoughts kept going back to him.Why was he behaving as he did? A puzzle. To the interview: Good questions and even better answers.

Of course I want to know more, get to know Davey and his father, see what happens after the incident, but for me the central conclusion of this story is trust yourself sometimes and put your foot down and speak up when you feel it's necessary. A father knows his child and Dr. Green knew that. I'm really happy this ended well.

That was a surprise! It felt as if Devon was rattling at his cage. Successfully. I loved the ending, suddenly all his effort made sense again. Cool. And Fabian made me laugh. Thanks for this.

Thank you for reading and commenting, northie!

I only wanted to read a little to get a feel for the story. I didn't stop until I reached 'step', the final word. It's a feel-good story that lets you go on with a spring in your step. Thank you for this, Gary!

Hugh very elegantly solved the problem of telling his parents he wanted to be a firefighter, was going to California and was gay. In the end he even got hid dream guy! Perfect! I really like stories that make me smile.

I wasn't feeling slighted, I was slighted. This is the last what I'm going to say. All is said and done.

You shouldn't feel awful and having to apologize for what 'happened'. I PMed you the original message I sent to Tim, containing the poem. I'd be happy if you would add it to the collection.

Okay. I translate this as Tim said: I said I don't have time. I actually answered : Thanks for thinking of me, tim. I should have finished my current projects by then. Anyway, as I mentioned in my answer to your PM, all is good.

Some time ago I became seriously ill. With seriously, I mean getting close to meeting Azrael personally, at least three times. With a white blood cell count considered extremely high even for the type of illness I had, the resulting stroke, hemiplegia, pneumonia, and cerebral edema, to be able to walk and talk again almost like before, I have to count myself lucky. What I learned: Life as you know it can be over in a blink of a moment. In theory, I knew this, but suddenly being confronted with the actual fact, brought it really home. Today, I rather do what brings joy to me and mine. I prefer spending time with friends and leave when I’m not wanted. This doesn’t mean I don’t speak up when I feel it is needed. I was personally invited to partake in something that was meant to be a reminder of the consequences of hate and marginalization. Finding out my poem has been ignored has hurt, I give you that. So much so, my initial reaction was a hissy fit and the strong urge to leave in a huff, LOL. I’m over being stupid now. I was reminded I still have a series to finish, friends to talk to, stories and poems to read and such. Thank you for that. Carpe diem. ~A.

Exactly. I'm thinking about making a template for future cookies. A kilt! Right? So hot. Theo will never stop rolling his eyes. Thank you for reading the story and taking the time to write this awesome comment, Pedro.

Think about the smell....Picturing them while writing made me open the window.

This felt familiar. Should I read it to Nox?

It's always a risk to trust. Still, betrayal is always a shattering blow that lets one feeling stupid on top.

We're not done. Thank you for reading and commenting, Parker!