web of love

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    Black Short Stories : Web Of Love (3 ) family over flowers

    *** I raised up my hands, in a placatory manner, as if in surrender, suing through my eyes, words and stance for peace, forgiveness. Whatever. "Vinny, calm down please. I'm really sorry. Let's talk this over. I..." I began to say. But he was having none of that. He landed a powerful punch on...
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    Black Short Stories : Web Of Love 2

    *** She placed a light kiss on my mouth, then her thumb replaced her lips, tracing the outline of my mouth with a light, feathery touch. I held her hand tightly to me, our eyes locked on each other, unwillingly to let go, momentarily forgetting that she was my brother's fiancé, that she...