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   Michael followed Juliah down more endless corridors. His stomach was on fire. He wanted to beg her not to torment him in such a manner. But he dared not speak. All of a sudden there lay before them a great room. There was a strip of red carpet in the center of a seaContinue reading “Coreopsis 14 c”

As Juliah and her companion walked up the street, his eyes never left the ground. She broke the silence, “the salesman neglected to tell me your name.”    “Michael,” he answered softly but quickly.    “You’re the quiet type; that is an added feature that I shall enjoy.”    “Thank you,” came a meek reply.Continue reading “Coreopsis 14 b”

Today was a special day for Juliah. She skipped down the white paved streets of Shyreka, smiling widely at the people she met. ‘Her subjects’, she giggled to herself.     She would never have to be bothered with the burden of ruling. She gladly let Orion shoulder that responsibility.    Today was all about her.Continue reading “Coreopsis 14 a”

  “Interesting.” Orion commented, “great flavor.” After completely chew the bite of burger.     “So,” Paul asked, “what do you want?”    She didn’t look at him. “You are going to think it’s silly.”    “Try me.” He was quick to respond.    She sighed.     “Drop the question Paul.” Orion encouraged.    “No, that’sContinue reading “Coreopsis 13 c”

   The patties sizzled when placed on the griddle. “Sprinkle them with garlic, salt, and soy sauce.”    He looked confused. “K.”    “How do you treat a servant?”    “Like a servant.”    “Do you have lettuce, tomatoes, onions, bread and butter pickles and cheese,” she asked Vaulto.    “What measure of cheese?”  Continue reading “Coreopsis 13 b”

   “Hi,” Paul bounced into the kitchen scaring Sarah.    She shrieked.    “I’m so sorry.” Paul hopped on one of the stools in front of the kitchen island. “I didn’t mean to scare you.”    “It’s okay.” She smiled. “Did you get in trouble over the pork thing?”    “Yes and no. Dad isContinue reading “Coreopsis 13 a”

   The servers appeared from the kitchen with plates, placing them at the end of the table, and then left. Two cooks reappeared carrying a large silver, covered platter. They set the platter down on the end of the table. Steam rolled from under the lid. There on the tray was a whole pig withContinue reading “Coreopsis 12 c”