• Fragile Bones by Fiona Johnson

    Strong gusts of wind blew dried leaves around Gemma’s freezing ankles. Suddenly, the night was beginning to get frosty with fading light making progress through the woods more difficult. Kicking up the loose twigs and branches half-heartedly, Gemma was just going Moaning behind her, D.C. McGuire plodded along disinterestedly, much as he had been doing all day. […]

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  • Hard As Nails by Fiona Johnson

    Gemma sat on her high horse, as she destroyed the beer mat in front of her. “You know, I do really love my work. I could never do a desk job; discussing with the girls whether I would rather have a French permanent manicure with glitter tips or just have my cuticles tidied or maybe […]

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