Random Verse Novels & Stories

Table of Contents Chapter One - A Request for Vera Chapter Two - Two Requests? Chapter Three - Working Nine to Five Chapter Four - Another Job Chapter Five - Monday Morning Chapter Six - Model Man Chapter Seven - Out of the Office Chapter Eight - Into His Car Chapter Nine - On the Couch Chapter Ten - The Perfect Man Chapter Eleven - A Photographer is Worth a Thousand Words Chapter Twelve - Model without a Cause Chapter Thirteen - Shooting the Breeze Chapter Fourteen - Up the Creek Chapter Fifteen - A Makeover for the Ages

I voiced out in a breaking voice. "When it gets to your turn you could as well take the time to open another person's dirts. Do you think life is about roses and free atmosphere. You get to suffer through your own flaw. Your flaw is...." Mrs Anita was interrupted then "Being ugly" Everyone turned only to find Carly at the entrance.

Musa was engrossed in her while she was deeply engrossed in other thoughts . Musa broke the silence and started to recite a poem "Just like every day the sun dies for the moon,for the moon to live it's important for the sun to die, Just like that, you are important to me! Kiara continued the poem lost in her thoughts ,,"Look at the moon, how beautiful it is, He has scars but still he is the pride of the sky!" Musa said further holding her tightly In his embrace ,"The moon light is important for the moon,

Just present. Just endless.

The memories of my mother's voice, her warm embrace, and the comfort of her presence washed over me: Oh Lord, Help Rima Sleep Oh Lord, May she become sleepy Oh Lord, May she grow loving to pray and to fast Oh Lord, let her grow healthier everyday May she go to sleep, may she go to sleep, and I will cook a delicious pigeon for her Go pigeon bird, don't believe what I am saying, I just say it so that Rima will sleep Rima, Rima, beautiful clever girl, you have shining blonde hair The one who loves you shall kiss you, and the one who hates you shall protect himself Oh merchant of grapes and of jujube, tell my mother and my father The gypsies have kidnapped me from below the tent of Majdaliyyeh I

My eyes closed and the house whispers turned into memory and the rain outside tapped a soft rhythm. I let the silence hold me a little longer and then I said out loud into the dark, the single word like a stone dropped in a deep well. Tomorrow.

Value self. Amen. Your love, The Friend

Adventure. .... ....

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