Daddy-Daughter Time
with the Triplets
By
Twrch_Twryth(@yahoo.com)
The first thing Glenn
Kessler noticed when he opened the door was that it was oppressively
hot. A stifling wave of humidity slapped him in the face and
distracted him, so that Trish Sweezy standing in the doorway was only
the second thing he noticed. The two locked eyes for a second,
then looked away immediately.
"Is--uh--is Taylor
home?" Trish asked as both simultaneously slumped awkwardly.
This was not the
Daddy-Daughter Time With The Triplets
By: TwrchTwryth
Favorited: 9 years ago
My Niece's Keeper
By
Twrch_Twryth(@yahoo.com)
"Have you seen
Cris?" I asked. Ross was at least the fifth person I'd
asked at the party, straining to be heard over the loud techno
music. The fifth time was the charm.
"Uh, yeah,"
he replied. "She left with Leslie and Quinn. They
looked pretty hammered. Think I heard them say they were going
back to Cris's dorm."
And that's what I was
afraid of. Every time Cris gets drunk, I end up h
My Niece's Keeper
By: TwrchTwryth
Favorited: 9 years ago
Margaret
Padson was in the kitchen when she heard the back door open and her
daughter's soaring voice vibrate through the house.
“Mom!
I'm home!”
The
suddenness of it all had almost caused her to drop the dish she'd
been washing. Sally practically bounded through the door as she
announced her return. Margaret emerged from the kitchen, hands soaked
in suds. She was barely able to get a word out before her daughter
hugged her then disappeared into the kitchen behind her. Any normal
person
Home Alone with Julia
By: Speckled Sky
Favorited: 9 years ago
