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Against his will, Ryan is dragged along to the Melbourne Cup by his mates.
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A nice, easy, and fun read. Thank you!
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At first I thought I was imagining things, on Monday morning. Then I wondered if I had watched the X-men movies too many times. My mum asked if I was feeling better. “Yes, Mum. Thanks,” I said. I had been ill all weekend, not leaving my room the entire time. It’s obvious in hindsight what happened, but at the time I just felt rotten. My parents had tried to make me go to a doctor, but I didn’t want to. Since I wasn’t running a temperature, they put it down to some sort of teen malady and left
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Neil's life had been fairly ordinary until something happened one weekend.
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Thank you, everyone! I'll admit that of all my short stories, this is one that I hadn't consider expanding into a longer story. I'll keep that in mind, but I won't make any promises
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I hung up the phone, wondering what I should do. While it was something I had been hoping would happen, I found myself ill prepared to handle it. “Who was that, Dad?” Cameron asked. I turned around to see my two teenage sons standing side-by-side, watching me. Cameron, the seventeen-year-old, had his arms crossed and was trying to look stern. It didn’t work; I could see the corners of his mouth twitching upwards before he forced them back into a straight line. Tony didn’t even bother to try to
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A father of two teenage boys is being pushed into dating again.
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Okay, Carl, spill the beans. You’ve had an idiotic grin on your face all day, and I know that your job isn’t that exciting.” I looked up and grinned even wider. “Whatever do you mean, Sally? Balancing budgets is just so much fun.” My boss smiled wryly. “What is it you’re taking, then, because I think we’d all like some of it,” she said, waving a hand at my work colleagues who were listening in. I shrugged. It wasn’t something I mentioned often, but it was a special occasion. “It’s Ross and my
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Carl is celebrating ten years with the man that he loves.
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Guess where the inspiration came from
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Felicity’s expression was one of joyous rapture. “Oh, this tomato vol-au-vent is absolutely divine!” Margaret preened. “Thank you, dear. Richard didn’t follow my instructions precisely, but the results were satisfactory, I suppose.” “I also noticed that your gold-embossed imported antique bone china tea set goes so well with the furniture. Are these new chairs?” “Of course not. Replace my expensive genuine imitation French provincial chairs? No, I merely had them re-upholstered with more appr
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Felicity and Margaret chat over afternoon tea when Felicity announces she's getting married. Again.
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I agree - I'm just no sure on the mechanics of how to do that. What would you suggest - a "Like" button on reviews? I don't know how practical that would be, but I think it's worthwhile thinking about.
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He sat at the table, pen in one hand, the other scratching three-days worth of stubble on his chin, staring angrily at the blank sheet of paper in front of him. An empty bottle of scotch lay discarded next to the takeaway pizza boxes, but he ignored them, as he’d been doing for several days. A single incandescent bulb highlighted the scene, casting harsh shadows across the accumulated rubbish. He’d been told that this would help; that putting words onto paper would allow him to move forward. Wi
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A father tries to deal with the death of his son
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Thanks! I've wanted to continue this into a novel, but I've never been able to come up with a plot to go with it. Various scenes and events, yes, but not something with a decent climax and conclusion. Until I do, unfortunately it'll remain as a short story.
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Nick Greiner grinned as his teammates gave his best friend, Joel Newton, the accolades he so justly deserved. It was their senior year of high school football and the season was going well. It looked as though they would be going out in style. A big chunk of responsibility for that achievement lay with the running back working his way through the locker room towards Nick. “That last touchdown was just awesome, Joel!” Nick added a high five to his congratulations. Joel gave a wry smile. “Thanks
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Nick is Joel's best friend, but he still has some things to learn about what that means.
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“Sorry, guys. I’m not too late, am I?” Trevor asked as he dropped into a seat. “I had to pick up some things for my dad.” Greg checked his watch. “Only by a couple of minutes. Don’t worry about it.” Melanie narrowed her eyes. “Now that everyone is finally here...” Greg interrupted. “Quiet, everyone! This meeting of the Melanie Brown Environmental Activists Association is now in session. The honourable – or should that be miserable? – Melanie Brown presiding.” Sharon clipped him over the back
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Scott's friends are concerned about his obsession with Dean Ranolli. They decide to do something about it.
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For the record, C James has more posts than me, and he joined after me. Just saying....
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Leaning against a tree by the edge of the park, I waited nervously for the guy to show up. Not for the first time, I wondered how my big brother had managed to talk me into this. It had sounded exciting when he first described it. All I had to do was to keep a lookout for when the gay guy showed up, and then ring my brother on my mobile phone. Brad would then do the rest. I wouldn’t have to do anything; I didn’t even have to be seen! Brad would do the dirty deed – the one he’s been looking f
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Someone is getting ambushed, but will it work out as planned?
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Craig Lowdes left the air bridge and anxiously scanned the gate lounge. He felt relief when he saw the two faces he was hoping to see. Elaine and Roger Walker had promised to pick him up from Melbourne airport, but Craig knew from past experience that they were notorious for being late. “How was the flight?” Roger asked when Craig reached him. “Forget that. How was the holiday?” Elaine asked. “The flight was noisy, but otherwise fine,” Craig told Roger. He grinned at Elaine and stuck out a ba
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Fun and games with an amateur theatre group
