© 2012, by Susan J. Charles. All rights reserved
Edited by Holly H. Hart

The Girl Most Likely To ... - Part 9
by Barbara Lynn Terry

(Author's note: The Pine Meadows Home For Adolescent Girls is based on a real girls residential treatment center (RTC), that has most of the programs I will put in this story. The girls at this RTC are from decent families, and that is where they get their caring for others from. The only reason the girls are there is because they fell in with the wrong crowd, and consequently got in trouble, but not serious trouble. The age range is from 12 to 18 years old.)

Rachel meets a new friend.

CHAPTER 18
In the end, it was the cinema, and it was a film for the boys as well as for us girls, ‘A Long Betrothal Sunday’ with Audrey Tautou. It was supposed to be a love story, and it was, but it was also a war film, and much of that part was something I found very hard to watch.

The Woman I am
By Julie D Cole

The story behind the poem The Girl Inside

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I stood in front of the large full length mirror that my wife had often used to check herself out as she dressed for special occasions. The reflection gave me gave me quite a fright since I hadn’t taken much interest in myself for quite a while as my wife and I had seemed to disagree about most things and argued a lot.

Our State Fair, by Karin Bishop

Part 3

The Girl Most Likely To ... - Part 7
by Barbara Lynn Terry

Pine Meadows Home For Adolescent Girls.

Roger was taken from the courtroom, and he had a look of hatred on his face as he passed Renée. Naomi took him to the girls side of the detention center to wait for the deputies that would take him to Pine Meadows. Dressed as he was, the boys side would not have been a good idea. As Naomi turned Roger over to the matron, she was told she had a phone call.

CHAPTER 62
It was all too much. That was the short form, but the longer story was far worse. Kirst was there, my statement was taken, and all the time I felt like a piece of rubbish chucked out on the roadside. Who was I bloody kidding? I had splashed around in the happy little pond of my friends’ approval, and now I was out in the real world, and it had teeth.

Hi. My name is Brian, or it was Brian. It’s now Brianna. And, this little story is of the changes that have occurred in my life.

When I was young, I was confused as to who I was. I was a boy, but liked to play and look like a girl. I use to wrap a towel around my waist and pretend it was a skirt. When we played house, I wanted to be the mother. And, I had an aunt who was gorgeous and I wanted to be just like her.

More Powers are revealed and then, The Heroes begin to meet one another.

CHAPTER 17
“Maman…”

“Yes, my sweet?”

“There is...at school, there is a boy…”

“Ah. I had hoped…but, alas, that day had to come. Does he know?”

“About my state? No, I think not”

“No, silly girl, does he know that you are looking at him?”

CHAPTER 61
“So that is sixteen pops, with all the trimmings, and then a lamb pathia…”

I wondered what was going on. Me girl; curry order man’s job. “Oh, and six Kingfishers and a bottle of the Piesporter”

Kombat Champion
Part 1 of 16
By Morpheus

I stopped at the door to my apartement and let out a yawn, then fumbled with my keys for a moment before opening the door. And the moment that I stepped inside, I called out, "Honey, I'm home...," just as I did nearly every day when returning home from work. However, there was no answer...nor had I expected one since I lived alone.

Fugue, Part 10
By Jillian

Chapter Ninety-one

Bob picked up the radio mic, keyed it on and said, “Suspect turning north on Oak. Units take parallel positions and await further instructions.” Returning the mic to its cradle, he looked toward Sergeant Parker and asked, “What do ya think, Sarge?”

Without taking his eyes off of the road Parker queried, “About?”

Bob clarified, “Our chances?”

March 30, 2011; 2:30 PM:

“Thom...” the Chief began, his face solemn, “Sorry... Officer O’Meara. Your previous partner didn’t make it. Nor her new partner. Both died from inhaling too much of the nerve poison. They died while in the ambulance.” The chief of police betrayed absolutely no emotion, his entire body a rigid mask.

CHAPTER 60.
And so it went. I got up, I shaved as well as I could, Larinda did what she could to make the best of my face, I went to work, I got abused or not as the day passed, and a few kids would point in the street. There seemed to be some sort of armed truce in the office, where I had some true friends that I had always recognised as such, and to my gratified surprise quite a few more that I hadn’t spotted.

Part Two begins with our heroine leaving the gathering at the family farm after receiving a startling offer and returning to her mountain hideout to something even more startling. Due to that terrible and never to be sufficiently damned author and her penchant for reading stories instead of writing them, it has been a while between chapters so I would recommend a refresher but I swear the next ones will be coming on a more or less weekly basis going forward.

Daughter to Demons

by Jeffrey M. Mahr and Levanah

Chapter Twenty-Four:
That Witching Time of Night