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Mr. Linden's Library Melinda Parker dug her hands deep into the pockets of her shorts as she walked purposefully down Main Street underneath the baking August sun. She was dog tired, and regretted not taking her bike to the town's only library. A half hour before, she had set out with a book cradled in the crook of her arm in the cool morning light with the intention of making her way leisurely to the house of books. Of course, the sun had quickly heated things up, making it nearly unbearable outside. Up ahead, shrouded in vines of wisteria, was a modest brick building. Hammered into the front lawn was a weathered wooden sign. The faded words "Sullivan's Island Public Library" could be read in simple letters. Beneath that was carved "Est. 1894." Pushing open the door, Melinda smiled. There was the same lingering smell in the air tha
O. Henry ProblemsCrystalline sunlight shone down from the baby blue sky. Clusters of birds penetrated the air, sending shrill cries all around. The ground below was covered in a sprawling city, not too big and not too small. Trees sporting fresh green leaves popped up all over the grid. A lazy river dozed alongside the town; the very thing that had, two hundred years ago, been the central for of trade and communication for the now- boisterous city. Through the people milling about, two strolled along together along a sidewalk in the inner- city.A dark haired young woman walked along the side of a similar young man, each laughing back and forth. The girl wore frayed cutoff shorts, worn out Converse, and a T- shirt covered in an olive green vest. Her melodious laughter rang about the streets, bringing a smile to the faces of others. The man was clad in cargo shorts, equally tousled shoes, and a faded gray shirt. Around his neck hung an old acoustic Yamaha guitar which he strummed occasionally."Kit," th
Yellow Notes Part oneSofia took a deep breath as the GRTC bus pulled off the side of the curb; no one had followed them. She couldn't shake the sense of paranoia that overcame her. It wasn't as though she actually did expect to be followed; why would anyone have a reason to? Even still, she sat on the edge of her seat as the bus rattled up a cobble- stone Main street. Her dripping hair had soaked her shirt through and through and was now causing incesant shivers to rattle her body.Glancing over, she caught sight of Hayfield nervously fumbling with the yellow letter that Mrs. Huxely had mysteriously passed on. She longed to open it, to read it and discover its meaning. No, she told herself, we must wait for a safer place. Although it was nearly 9:30 p.m. already, there were still numerous passangers. For instance, the hushed black woman in the dark green frock, the young college student tired after a tedious day at VCU, the clean- shaven business man in a dark suit, the tall, dark yet pale
Free Plushie Patterns OnlineHere's a collection of links to sites outside of DeviantArt where you can find free plushie patterns. There are well over two hundred choices, so you're sure to find something you like.Remember, if you can't find exactly what you're looking for, try adapting one of the patterns. For example, a tiger can easily be turned into a lion, an elephant into a wooly mammoth, an elf into a goblin, or combine the upper half of a mermaid with the lower half of a pony to get a centaur.BEARSNight Garden Studios Jointed and Rag BearsBaby Bows BearScrappy BearSupriseDIY BearHug Me (EMS Bear