Fistfuls of Sand

It’s my getaway. My break from reality. My escape. Her tone is hushed with almost religious reverence as she explains the significance of the book she always carries in her purse. Rarely the same book for long, often the same genre as its predecessors, but …

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Thoughtful Nights and Old Chairs

Time for a little something different. I wrote this short story a little while ago and wanted to share it with you all. I hope you enjoy, Martyn Thoughtful Nights and Old Chairs It was one of those thoughtful nights. Peering out through the frosty …

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