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Miller's View: A Look into the Darkness**

 

Miller heads for Elyse’s place; convincing Cora to tell him Ilysa’s whereabouts is his mission, but the face of the gentleman at headquarters continues to flash in his mind. He arrives at the cottage by late morning, but the smell of breakfast is still strong in the air. The screened porch and front doors are open. Miller approaches slowly because the steps are in no better shape than last the time he was here. The wood on the porch creaks with every step. No one could possibly sneak up on these people. Miller knocks on the splintered wood frame of the door. There is no answer. He knocks again and announces himself. Again there is no answer. Miller pulls his weapon from his shoulder holster and proceeds inside. He carefully checks each room and finds nothing out of place. He turns to leave when he hears footsteps coming from the room overhead. He’d forgotten about the staircase at the side of the porch that lead upstairs. When he stops at the front door, Cora is at the bottom of the staircase.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

****future projects****

 
Shadowed Hearts**

Cheyenne, an undergraduate of the school, met Jordan almost a year ago at the Hammond House art galleries. There was a particular Romare Bearden, titled She-Ba, being displayed. It caught their eye at the same time. Whether it was the stately woman in the artwork or the young servant boy with the umbrella, is anyone’s guess.  Cheyenne Rivers, standing a mere five feet-seven inches in heels, stood there side by side with six foot-three inch Jordan, admiring the piece -- of course-- from slightly different angles. Their discussion about the piece turned into a lively conversation that started at the gallery and lasted into the wee hours at the nearby coffee house. Jordan has never enjoyed a conversation like this before and doesn’t understand why a woman with a sparkle in her eyes is pulling at him so. Cheyenne is charmed by the quiet spoken art student, but his dark side escapes her.

 

 

The Heart of A Dream**

 

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Leila’s curiosity about him is avid and unreasonable. Though she’s not aware of a why, it beats strongly within her. What would she sacrifice for a chance to get the answers she seeks? How many more tears would she be willing to shed for him? How many has she cried already? She would cry a river or at least a small stream, if she thought it would make a difference to him. She would replenish Niagara Falls if she thought he would care just a little.

 

 


 

My children's library will soon include 

Glasses! 

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