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Who knew something as simple as water could chase away dizziness, exhaustion, stress, and pressure all at once? “Kesha… can I have more? Please?” I asked, pouting like a child. “Huh? You almost drank the whole thing, and you want more?” she said, eyes wide. “I want more! Pleaseee!” I insisted, stamping my little foot. “Fine. Tsk,” she said, shaking her head. “Yay!” I cheered quietly, feeling a tiny spark of happiness amid the chaos. *** Gabby’s POV “Wait! Wait! Break! I really need to pee!” I shouted, hopping from foot to foot.

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To sit down somewhere quiet and hear his story, maybe share a laugh over whatever secrets those blue eyes are hiding? I shake my head, trying to snap out of it, and tuck the note carefully into the pocket of my apron. This flower shop is supposed to be my fresh start, my escape from the small hometown where every street corner whispered memories of Mom and her tiny garden store. It's shuttered now, gathering dust with overgrown weeds creeping up the sides. Too painful to think about for long. Moving to the city was my way of turning the page, focusing on building something new instead of dwelling on the past. Daydreaming about a random customer? That's not part of the plan. But he was undeni

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At least my secret wasn’t as humiliating for me. “Okay. I wrote a short story in high school, based on my life. It was about a girl who didn’t get along with her parents, and dreamed of having a completely different life. She got along really well with this couple who loved her like their own daughter, and she always wished that this couple could be her parents instead.” I looked at him, expecting him to laugh at me, or to tell me that that was a stupid idea for a story, but he looked like he was interested in what I was saying.

Her words flowed effortlessly, painting a new story—the story of Theo and Mama Hazel, of nighttime adventures and endless dreams, of love that knew no bounds and a bond that transcended the ordinary. As she penned the final lines of the story, a sense of peace settled within Mama Hazel. The power of storytelling had once again worked its magic, not only in Theo's dreams but also in her own heart, reaffirming the timeless truth that the greatest stories are those written with love, shared with joy, and woven into the fabric of our lives.

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Final Thoughts: As you embark on this reading journey, I invite you to immerse yourself in the world I have created. Let your imagination run wild, and allow yourself to experience the adventures that await. I hope this story brings you joy, excitement, and perhaps even a new perspective. Thank you for choosing to read my work, and I look forward to hearing your thoughts! All my love, Samiat Owoyemi Author/Creator of the Town

The Ghost: The Woman Jamia: ‘Where are you?’ Irina: ‘Starbucks,’ I said. ‘I’m having a burnout staying at home, so I am writing my story here.’ Jamia: ‘Is that a love story?’ Irina: ‘Hmmm, not really, but almost a love story,’ I said and placed the straw trapped between my lips. ‘It’s a sad story, though not tragic.’ Jamia: ‘Uh, I don’t like sad endings,’ she said. ‘What are you drinking?’