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			<title>Chapter Three</title>
			<description>	I picked up Phoebe at the O&amp;rsquo;Riley&amp;rsquo;s house just after eight o&amp;rsquo;clock.&amp;nbsp; She started gabbing about how she had handwriting homework, and as soon as we got home, she took it out and starting working.&amp;nbsp; Not long after, she was already complaining.	&amp;ldquo;Fishe..</description>
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			<title>Outside</title>
			<description>	I woke up from sleeping in your sweatshirt.You'd given it to me after we'd cuddled on a beautiful, brisk, summer night,after you'd driven me home,after you'd saved me from a bad situation.I woke up feeling sad,and happy,and used,all at the same time.And I smelled you on me,and I felt sick,but so ha..</description>
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			<title>Chapter Two</title>
			<description>	I love walking to work in March.&amp;nbsp; The Georgia air is getting warmer, but there&amp;rsquo;s still a snap in it.&amp;nbsp; The trees rustle in the wind, and sometimes you need a jacket, but it&amp;rsquo;s the start of the short-sleeve shirt season.&amp;nbsp; I walked into the Speedy Qwik and Josiah immediately ..</description>
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			<title>Chapter One</title>
			<description>	Not much happens in these parts of Georgia.&amp;nbsp; We have schools.&amp;nbsp; We have a jail.&amp;nbsp; We have a Speedy Qwik, where I work.&amp;nbsp; We have these obnoxious yellow aprons with orange and yellow name tags.&amp;nbsp; Mine says &amp;ldquo;Adam&amp;rdquo; because my manager thinks that the name &amp;ldquo;Fisher&amp;..</description>
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			<title>Flowers for Scarlett</title>
			<description>A boy, 17, discovers what it means to love, lose, and live.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mpacademy/1490003/</link>
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			<title>Excuses</title>
			<description>&quot;I didn't want you to get hurt.&quot;&quot;I didn't mean for it to go like this.&quot;&quot;I'm sorry it had to end this way.&quot;&quot;This is the best for us.&quot;&quot;It'll all be okay.&quot;&quot;We can still be friends.&quot;</description>
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			<title>We Didn't Peak in High School</title>
			<description>We're all just as popular as everybody else.</description>
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			<title>Sunflower</title>
			<description>A tale of a broken princess of sorts, dealing with all the real trouble of an adult.</description>
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