Jane was proud of her hothouse secrets. Indiscretions were divided and fed. Poor judgment was hung from a hook to dry. Jane attended to her rogue's garden under glass, and kept a watchful eye over the first delicate stalks of suspicion. Subterfuge took years to cultivate, but Jane maintained a long list of satisfied customers.…

The experiment is to see if I can open my eyes. If I get the all clear, I try a pair of lungs on for size. Sometimes it takes a couple fittings, but eventually oxygen works its magic over my rusty core. A bit of oil in the joints keeps the grind to a minimum.…

Len broke furniture to learn the mysteries of craftsmanship. TV how-to's didn't cut it. Diagrams made him see circles. Len reimagined many objects in his world because efficiency was the name of the game. For example, his pet project was a desk he could write on. Literally. Whatever he etched across the beech wood surface…

The doctor's hand was cold and rough. 1Lillian was upset she had to put her favorite book down to humor the test-givers. She couldn't understand why they didn't accept her story. Dancers, drifters, and dreamers inhabited the grey lands where she was born. Everyone knows the last thing dancers, drifters, and dreamers do is stay…

I lead a quiet life, although my responsibilities are important to the happiness of this earth. I watch over seedlings, and frighten deer away from Mr. Reginald's joy. I have no shortage of time, so the long hours suit me. Seasons change and I remain mostly the same. Mr. Reginald will come with the long-handled…

Home was a concept Gary didn't grasp. He felt worry-free and comfortable standing in the middle of his dad's garden, where wisdom popped its head up once in awhile out of the black gold. Mostly, though, Gary felt jostled and rushed no matter where he landed. He operated on a five-second delay, so it was…

Lisa took an interest in architecture. Designing the egress and ingress of a space was very important to her. As a child, Lisa would confuse ENTER with EXIT. The simple mistake showed the little girl a whole lot about life before she had a chance to take off the training wheels. Lisa watched the mourners…

It's all medicine. Just depends on what you're trying to get rid of. But remember…there's no cure for bad taste. I must have heard Doc say that a thousand times. Thought it was annoying, especially how she'd wink and nod her head at me when she got to the 'no cure for bad taste' part.…

…and on top of it, with my habits and prejudices and all, can anyone tell me why i must have variety in my life?? i hate choices. oh, horrible, horrible situation. my own damn fault to need more of something i don't want. what was it i wanted anyway…??? this is why a personal assistant…