>Red Writing Hood: Patience

>    “For he’s the jolly good fellow! That nobody can deny!! Woohoo!!” the singing and cheering over Arthur’s 85th birthday celebration drowned out the sound of the doorbell. When the singing stopped and the din quieted down to more of a whispered state, the sound was sharp and shrill, startling those within the house.    …
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>Writer's Workshop: Deflated

>Blair was feeling quite pleased with herself. All of the paperwork that had been shredded in the elevator had been restored to her, and her attorney had managed to secure all the permits she needed. She was finally going to be able to put those last touches into the gallery and get an opening date…
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>Red Writing Hood: Mirror Image

>”How dare you laugh at me?” Amber’s voice is shrill as she speaks. “How can I not laugh at you! You, with your flaming red clown hair? The black circles etched around your eyes and bleeding down your face. Your tawdry lips slashed with red goo. You? You embarrass me!” “I do not. Take it…
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