Night of the Drowning

'Ethan stomped the brakes but it was futile. The car spun off the road, hit something, rolled once and took flight. Sarah screamed. The car slammed into water with a terrific splash.'

A Realtor’s Lies

‘Nervous! I feel as sick as a dawg!’ “I’m fine, let's do this,” I answered keeping up my untruthful façade. I led the way, entering the conference room.'

Goose in Grief

“Thank you for coming so quickly!” said the lady when he made it onto the riverside path. “The poor goose is in serious trouble."

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