"A greasy tumbler of vodka rested at his elbow."©2017 Kecia Sparlin; 197 words
"If this wasn't her blind date, she should scream..." ©2017 Kecia Sparlin; 195 words
"She had his eyes, her mother's mouth." ©2017 by Kecia Sparlin
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"The salesman brought a box and slipped her tired foot in a new, patent leather shoe."©2017 Kecia Sparlin; 99 words
Molly plucked up her infant to run. The dragon's wind whipped her skirts. ©2017 Kecia Sparlin; 198 words
"Her gaze skimmed broken toys, gaudy parts in states of disassembly and electronic disrepair."©2017 Kecia Sparlin; 100 words
I confess to a love for fermented drinks. Distilled products, my husband's cuppa, don't do it for me, but a warm, brown lager...yes, please. I'm partial to dry wines, mead, and a sucker for champagne. Not that I drink that... Continue Reading →
"...the young people among whom she rode spoke pidgin Russian." (A Pansy Tale)©2017 Kecia Sparlin; 198 words