What I had with John was a thunderstorm. It was full of lightening and wind and drama and passion.
Work hard, play harder. It was a signature, personal motto that sat perched on the corner of her Lshaped silver and beveled glass desk in a platinum trio business card holder. The infamous idiom was elegantly strewn in an inscription along the bottom panel of the tasteful piece. It was a gift from her …
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Mr. Man By: Kris Now what to do? Dishes are done just purely so I can dirty some more and I won’t touch the laundry and it’s just too pointless to pick up all the toys lining the floor. “The entire downstairs floor.” I rub the back of my neck absently as my eyes look …
“Eric, have you seen Mom or Dad?” Belle asked as she tried to pick up some of the wrapping paper flooding the floor of the living room. “Not lately” he responded trying to stack the dishes on the coffee table. “Maybe next year we should rent Tuscany or something instead of destroying Mom and John’s …
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Marlena was getting dressed, she was going to see Belle and Claire. She knew she hadn't been there for her daughter and granddaughter as she should have been, it was hard when she couldn't remember them, but she was determined to try harder for her children. She wanted to remember her family so badly, it …
Marlena makes sure Belle has everything she needs for her visit to see her father. Kelly will be there soon to pick her up. Marlena is going to miss Belle so much, she has never been away from her for more than a few hours, and these five days are going to be torture. But …
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Chapter 1 The door to the dungeon at Maison Blanche clanked, and clattered loudly as Stefano opened it, and stepped inside. His eyes raked over John and Marlena with distaste. Wiping his hands off briskly, he said, “Well, I’ve come to give you some good news.” John, even battered and bruised, exhausted from malnutrition, says …
Marlena nervously wrung her hands together as she sat in the vacant waiting room, fearing the worst yet somehow praying for the best. Her normally cool composure had abandoned her days before when she realized the severity of her predicament. A myriad of what-ifs danced in her head as a macabre picture of possible scenarios …
It was a warm day in july, Marlena stood by the window of her bedroom thinking about the past few years.It was cloudy and it looked like it was about to rain. The weather outside was a mirror of her mind. she felt so down and lost. All she could think about was John and …
“Scars are souvenirs you never lose. The past is never far” ~Name, Goo Goo Dolls There’s beauty in a lot of things in this world: the first time your child smiles at you, a beautiful spring morning, falling in love for the first time. Tonight, although the spring breezes waft gently through my balcony doors …
It was a cold but beautiful February day. The sun rose, making the new fallen snow sparkle like diamonds. Marlena woke up with an all too familiar feeling. The feeling of deep sorrow, sadness, grief and longing sought through her body just like the sun rays through her bedroom window. Thankfully it was only on …
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