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That Night In The Rain Arthur paused for a moment, his fingers lingering at the lid of the box. His heart felt heavy and his fingers felt like lead. He breathed in the scent of the old boxes and closed his eyes. He opened them again and before he could stop himself, he was already lifting the lid. Too late. His heart sank at what he saw: an old leather photo album, one he had long forgotten about. Trembling, he opened the box gingerly and the sight pretty much shook him up. It was a picture of Alfred, of course, staring at the camera curiously. He turned to a random page, with another picture of Alfred. He was a little bit older, his blue eyes full of imagination
If Only You KnewAlfred paced the room uncomfortably and looked down at his shoes. He adjusted his glasses and sighed, leaning against the wall. He closed his eyes for a moment so that the only sound in the room was his quiet breathing. "Alfred!" A voice shouted as the door opened. Alfred looked up and bit his lip. "The Germans they've just bombed London." The man gasped, trying to catch his breath. "What?" Alfred demanded, walking over to the desk. "Tell me you're kidding." The man shook his head sadly. "Alfred, should we ?" He began, but Alfred cut him off. "No. I'm going. Right now. I have to see " He hesitated. "There's someone I have
Answering The Call: Chapter 13Fleur
I wrap my arms around my knees and watch the sun rise. I sit away from the others, gazing at the gold and orange ball that shines brightly in the pale blue sky. I glance at everyone else: Amber making breakfast, James watching her? A sneaking suspicion grows inside of me, drawing me away from my thoughts. "Guys, we need to leave." I say, standing up. "Leave?" Leo frowns. "We're finding Rhea today. I just know it." Total silence for a moment. "Fleur's right. We don't have much time." Amber agrees, starting to pack. Karmen murmurs agreement and starts packing, too. "Well?" I demand to the boys, whose faces have gone slack. "Whateve
Answering The Call: Chapter 12Leo
I'm exhausted after the battle. Honestly, I didn't think I would see that Cyclops for a while. James and I had landed on top of some soft sand that cushioned our fall just barely. We're sitting in the Cyclops' camp and giving the girls ambrosia squares. I'm worried about Karmen, though. "How did she find you? I mean, the Cyclops." James looks at me. "Well, we heard you guys screaming so Karmen and I split up. Then I heard her screaming and I ran to help her. By the time I found her, the Cyclops had them unconscious and bound." I answer. I remember when Karmen and I were waiting for the others in the chariot, and then I heard James shout
A Birthday Gift My eyes fly open and I slow my breathing. A cool breeze is in Cabin Six, so the windows must be open. My cabin is silent, except for the occasional tossing, turning, snoring, and muttering. I sit up and rub my eyes. What day is it today? Thursday? Wait a second. Thursday. Thursday, April 12. I'd almost forgotten it, but today is my birthday. I smile to myself knowingly and quietly slip out of bed. It's easy, and fortunately, the wooden floor doesn't creak. I stop for a moment and think. Since it's my birthday, I can decide what I want to wear, right? I slip on my Camp Half-Blood t-shirt. It's very comfortable, and it's my favorite t-shirt. I
Mollie's Ribbons I grew up in a small town just a few dozen miles from the closest water sourcea slowly shrinking aquifer that squatted underneath the seat of Thompson County, our neighborly border. Fortunately, we hadn't yet been quite as devastated by our annual droughts as those in Oklahoma and Texas. Rumors would occasionally drift in with a tumbleweed traveler about how bad the deep South had dried up into nothing but an old dusty lake bed, but these flashes of news were too few and too far between to be counted on as up to date or even true.
Once, I heard one of my distant cousins, a boy by the name of Harold, was said to have been caug
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