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    Thursday, 07 August 2014

    My parents always took us to fascinating places so we could learn about the world. When I was very small, they took us to Niagara Falls. I knew exactly where we really were. ~ A. M. I was holding tightly to my Daddy's hand as we walked along the pav
  • Posted in Blogs ·
    Saturday, 02 August 2014

    Hello fellow writers, The entry below was my first foray into romantic comedy, as assigned during an international competition. Hope it gives you a giggle. Cheers, Anne  http://redroom.com/member/anne-maclachlan/writing/bets-and-blades Bets and

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