Story 54/1001
Luther put his coat on the hanger and walked inside the living room. In the middle of it was a tent, surrounded by plush toys. Luther smiled, shaking his head, and knocked on the floor next to the tent.
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Story 49/1001
This year, I will do everything differently. I never celebrate Christmas. I never did, even as a child. Growing up without loving parents does that to a person, my girlfriend says.
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Story 43/1001
It was a scruffy looking thing. Its fur was an unappealing combination of brown, yellow and white. At first I just passed by it every morning, but after a while I got interested in it.
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Story 34/1001
The van stopped. Rick frowned, looking at the girl on the passenger seat.
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Story 29/1001
Sarah Williams loved horse races. It wasn’t about horses or races for her. It was about socializing, finding out who did what with the pool boy; who wore something old; who came with someone new.
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