http://slow.writerscafe.org/rohtua The original writings of author Writer #00 en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776207740 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 X. ~E~lu ~ci ~da ~tion              Chadalmost always answered the door when my mom dropped me off for piano lessons.My finger would raise to ring the doorbell, then the door would swingenthusiastically open and Chad would be.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rohtua/1344677/ Rose Warrior  Even though you've goneAnd a tombstone marks your spotRoses hold your life Like red remindersThey bloom brightly 'bove your graveMem'ries flood my mind: Of your glowing eyesOf your shining, snow-glare smileOf your tren.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rohtua/1315378/ IX.~Re ~prist ~i ~na ~tion            Despitethe low volume at which I uttered said realization, Dale still managed to hearme, and he stopped the truck, hopping out onto the trail and explaining thewhole AWOL Sasha situation to Mrs.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rohtua/1220914/ IX. ~Re ~pris ~ti ~na ~tion             I wanted to scream, vomit, cry, and run all atthe same time, my vision spinning and balance faltering.  I had to grab a nearby bike handle to steadymyself, making sure not to touch th.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rohtua/1215391/ Great, I thought,looking around the tall grasses and forest for Sasha, where’d he go?            The shock of Henry’s “denial” haddistracted me, giving the boy enough time to get out of my sight, and Icouldn.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rohtua/1210595/ VIII. 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