http://slow.writerscafe.org/gaylerodd The original writings of author Mari' Emeraude en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775984174 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 My secrets are bestowed,Upon the chosen fewOh please, don’t feel slightedIf one of them's not youFor I need one to confide inAnd this is sad, but trueThe conclusions that you jump toAre in words you misconstrueYou'll resurrect a rumorIf you think it can be runYou'll cut o.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gaylerodd/3120268/ Pumpkin cider, eggnog, peppermint and pine - the fragrances of the season seem to waft in quietly as Christmas approaches. Sometimes the holiday spirit is felt months before the festivities begin and other times the happy holidays are, well, not-so-happy. When I witness the crass and selfish be.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gaylerodd/2921309/ An elderly, disabled, woman is terrorized by an evil cat! *The characters in this book are fictitious. 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