It had been two hours since I blew out twenty candles on the cake Ma made for me, but my ass was still parked in a chair at Restaurante Tipico.
It was always hard for me to get away from the Dominican joint that my extended family ran. I needed to be on a train headed back to Harkness College. But here I was at table seven in the back corner, rolling silverware for the evening rush, the same way I’d done my whole life...
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Lianne
I promised myself that I wouldn’t spend my second semester of college huddled in my room playing DragonFire. So even though I have just broken into the Dark Portal with fifty golden life credits and a new set of magical nunchucks, I reluctantly freeze my avatar and put my controller down...
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“Ah, but let her cover the mark as she will, the pang of it will be always in her heart."
— The Scarlet Letter by Nathaniel Hawthorne
Chapter One: The Goalie's Job
— Scarlet
The minute I heard the hum of the garage door opener, I was in motion...
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