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Sun Kissed Innsmouth

Part Seven

The walk around the goat pens and onto the lane that led back into the Rotary house grounds was a long march, Felecia took it slowly as she felt all the eyes on her. The girls busy in the vegetable garden, the ones still finishing up in the barn, even the groundskeeper stopped his busy work mending a length of...
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Sun Kissed Innsmouth

Part Six

“Wait!” The word wasn’t meant to be a shout, or a command. Felecia was terrified of the man, had been taught to fear and avoid him all her life, but his was the first voice she had heard speaking to her in days. Loneliness and the deprivation of her surroundings left her calling out and conquering her fear, if for...
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Sun Kissed Innsmouth

Part Five

Felecia just barely had time to push the jarred and cheese cloth wrapped parcels into her bag before her mother began bothering the foyer with a fresh set of sobs.

Mother was pretty, predictable, delicate, and oblivious, and all in that order. The woman who clutched at her handkerchief while pacing back and forth didn’t need to be considered or...
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Sun Kissed Innsmouth

Part Four

Felecia turned away from the only room she had ever known, the one, last and only place that she could ever call her own. She turned away and plodded down the stairs in her house shoes, her slip, and her pinafore dress toward the complete unknown.

Mother really was waiting in the foyer, waiting and looking around nervously. Nana was...
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Letting the rain call us names...12 Kilos

“Goodbye Wally.” Garrett nearly whispers the words as he sets the bag back down on the sand.

The ancient comes up behind him with her sack of dinner supplies and looks down at the bag. “Trash is always washing up from the old city, the easy life folks used to have.”

“The people before us, I’ve always referred...
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