Another Dozen Chances





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      How could Amber fight evil without becoming evil herself? She must not lose the humanity that she fights to protect. *



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      A pretty teenage boy sat on the bus with his backpack on his lap, listening to headphones. He had clear pale skin, dark mod hair, long black lashes, eyes like the ocean, and lips that reminded my of a strawberry popsicle.
     I tried not to stare. *














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      Vampire pirates are a fearsome sight,
but they have trouble finding port in the dead of night. *














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      Not even Greg’s hands-free cell phone attachment could prevent him from talking with his hands while driving. *














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      In Irvine, when the ground is wet, the city smells of urine, poo and decay. *














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      Cars moved down the freeway like pack mules. At a gap in traffic, each vehicle sped forward to reach a rear bumper, at which point they tailgated until exiting. *














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      She wore a top that had only two strings tied across the back.  He held his right hand against her back as they danced, feeling the ripple-like bumps of her brittle rib cage. *














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      Bree hadn’t known that Scott would be taking her to a comic book convention during their San Diego vacation.  Five Klingons walking past the couple glared incredulously at Bree’s yellow sundress. *














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      The dinner party was going smashingly until Sunita noticed the spilt gravy puddle rolling off the table and onto the mini-skirted thighs of her boss’ wife. *














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      I noticed that lately, I’ve been buying boring clothes in fun colors; like raspberry Dockers. *














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      She wore the designer version of my knock-off shoes. *














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      My favorite shirt is 95% cotton/5% spandex. Not tight but snug, my shirt gives me one long hug all day. *











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