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Unmoving: Chapter Seven

∼∞∼ I felt cheated. I had watched the sun eventually dip behind the few skyscrapers Portland had to offer, throwing my bench into the shadows of oncoming night as the stone slowly made its way up to my chest. I

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Unmoving: Chapter Eight

∼∞∼ The first fingers of dawn crept over the distant mountains, rousing birds to protest the incessant splattering of rain. True to Portland weather, the night had been plagued with bouts of torrential downpours and menacingly overcast periods that were

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Unmoving: Chapter Nine

∼∞∼ A streak of silver as the sun reflected off a passing car interrupted my daze with the clarity of a flash bomb, bringing everything back into sharp relief. The ever-sputtering fountain; the cobblestone walkway that always glistened with a

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Unmoving: Chapter Ten

∼∞∼ The sound of the front door slamming rang through the silence like a rifle shot, and I flinched visibly, my reflection wincing back at me. “Hello?” I called. No response. “Is someone there?” It was too quiet. If someone

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Unmoving: Chapter Eleven

∼∞∼ I stumbled as my feet scuffed against the irregular surface of gravel instead of the smooth, wood decking I’d expected. Confused, I looked around. I was standing in the park by the waterfront, staring across the river at the

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Unmoving: Chapter Twelve

∼∞∼ I landed on an unforgiving surface with a bone-jarring thud. As I lay, mentally assessing the damage, I marveled at the lack of pain radiating through me. By all rights, an impact like that should have left me splatted

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SPLINTER Episode 13: Stranger in the Woods

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Episode 13: Stranger in the Woods Al After gathering as many invitations as we could salvage and picking dresses for the ladies, we loaded Lloyd’s cart and started for home. Adrenaline still coursed through my veins as my mind replayed

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Unmoving: Chapter Thirteen

∼∞∼ Young-Derek dumped his armload of papers on the dining-room table and disappeared into the kitchen. I glanced at them briefly — literary analyses of Kafka’s Metamorphosis. Scowling, I turned away, and swept my gaze across the familiar layout I

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Unmoving: Chapter Fourteen

∼∞∼ It was impossible. Stacy couldn’t be the woman I’d run into in the park. Aside from the color of her eyes, her features were all wrong. Delicate, with high cheek bones and soft, full lips, she looked nothing like

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Unmoving: Chapter Fifteen

  ∼∞∼ “Hey, Spud,” Mom said, smiling. I grimaced, but Young-Derek carefully hid his reaction. I’d always hated that nickname, the unfortunate by-product of an overzealous love for french fries when I was a toddler. Or so the story went.

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