Every Sunday he took his bike and drove across town.
He would be gone all day; it was his weekly workout, that’s what the neighbors thought.
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“We lose a few, but most of them can do their job without any interruption,” Arthur explained, and I could see why he was so proud of his creation.
This is why I love animals so much. Whenever we think we have them all figured out, they do something that we don’t expect, they surprise us and make us rethink our own values.
She had displayed his clothes for 25 years, and now there was nothing left but her head.
Our last walk through these halls, then we will be released.
Nobody says a word, we are quiet. This is the moment we have been waiting for.
Every time I see train tracks I feel a longing inside me, a yearning that I cannot explain.
A train ride, that’s the only time I know for sure where I am going.
‘See, I told you I would bring you home,’ she whispered softly.
She smiled when she said it, smiled the way only a woman in love can smile.
“I hope they don’t find out where I hide everything,” Sheila thought as she continued to walk toward the old exit. At home nothing was safe anymore, they were…
I watched “Easy Rider” with all the other girls from boarding school. I sat in the old movie theater in the South of Germany, and my mind was made up.
She doesn’t get around anymore as she used to; now she depends on strangers who help her with her daily needs.