The Daily Dormouse. (aka Bike) Part 1435 by Angharad Copyright © 2011 Angharad All Rights Reserved.

A family struggling to survive after the end welcomes a stranger to their home...

Pharmacopoeia

by Geode

There was a car coming up the road.

There hadn’t been a car coming down 47 in eight months. There hadn’t been a car coming up 47 in three years.

My son Jim, my youngest, came running at the sound. “Jim,” I told him, “get me the shotgun.” He scurried off into the house. He was just returning as the battered old Nissan pulled over at the side of the road, right in front of the house.

At last ‘A life’
By Julie D Cole
Chapter 73 Family together at last

I sat next to Julie as she poured the tea. Dad said he was very happy and that mum and he had had a nice afternoon together and he hoped we had too.

‘So come on dad what’s the mystery of York?’

We had to be patient whilst he stirred his tea and then he couldn’t resist to dunk his ginger biscuit in it because he knew mum would say something since she always told us not to do it. He was right she did. It was a good sign that they had become friends again. It was a big relief.

The Daily Dormouse. (aka Bike) Part 1434 by Angharad Copyright © 2011 Angharad All Rights Reserved.

“I only did it at times. When you worked in the field. When Mom ran to the store really quick. It's not like I wore the skirt all the time.”

“Makes sense.” William replied. “And do you do it to relax?”

Tracy looked to the floor. “I used to think that. But the other day, when we stopped in Tracy.” Her friends began to snicker and she ignored them. “I thought Aunt Shelly didn't know and they'd hate me, so I became Troy for the time I'd be here and I hated it. I stayed up in the guest room, not wanting to to anything till Monday.”

“What happened?” William asked, genuinely curious.

“I happened.” Shelly said with a grin. “I told her that I knew and didn't care. A while later, Tracy showed up and then the girls came over to hang out with her.

“And that's been fun.” Tracy's smile brightened as she looked at her new friends.

“Must have, she's been around them for almost two days straight.” Persephone said with a grin. “Not that I'm complaining. She's a well behaved young lady.”

The Daily Dormouse. (aka Bike) Part 1433 by Angharad Copyright © 2011 Angharad All Rights Reserved.

The next day it was back to the paddock again and more trotting around on Elfin Foot, I was really starting to enjoy my riding lessons athough again I sore and stiff at the end, after another oiling and rubdown I rested had lunch and continued to read my book till it was time for dinner, after which I read for a while longer and finally went to bed. I didn`t hear Aunt Margaret and Ms Rose return at all.

Sage led Tracy down the street as Rachel passed them in her mothers van. Tracy felt bad for being able to still have fun, but she wasn't that religious and Rachel's mom refused to push her beliefs on her. Rachel waved and the two girls waved back.

“So was it fun?” Sage asked.

“What? Waving?” Tracy replied, looking at her new friend. She had gone over some of the stuff that Sage had said the past few days, things were slowly wonder what Sage's true story was.

Sage began to chuckle. “No you goof. A sleepover? Heck Two sleepovers?”

“That was great. You two are so much fun.” Tracy said. “I kinda wish I was a real girl like you two.”

Sage laughed. “Tracy, I'm as much of a girl as you are...well maybe more, but the way you act? The way you carry yourself? Total girl.”

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I slept well, and woke up feeling good, no longer did my head hurt and my confusion had disappeared I had never felt so free before, I looked at the clock and saw it was 5.30 Neither may or Julia had put in an appearance as yet so I went and had my morning bath.I had just stepped out when Julia appeared full of apologies.

"Julia don`t worry about it, I woke early and just decided to start by having a bath" I said

"Yes but Lady Margaret..." she replied

The weekend went as usual with the sewing club on Saturday the morning and in the afternoon we went modelling for aunt Sandra. The dresses we modelled were a new line of party dresses for little girls, once they had got us into the first dresses and made up, we looked about 7 yrs old, we modelled for about 2 hours and then went grocery shopping with mum and aunt Debbie.

The Daily Dormouse. (aka Bike) Part 1431 by Angharad Copyright © 2011 Angharad All Rights Reserved.

Trick of the Mind - 17 & 18 by Maeryn Lamonte Melanie Ezell's big closet ultimate writer's challenge — Written From The Heart Thanks to Wren Erendae Phoenix for editing/proofing. The evening went quickly. It felt good to be doing something normal, even if the tight skirt on the black dress made moving difficult. By the time the bar was open Dave had grasped what was needed and finished his assignment. He offered to buy me a drink down at the bar, but I cried off saying I’d had too much the previous night. He accepted that and headed off on his own while I went into my room to catch up on the work I would have started Friday night had I not been sidetracked. That night I slept in the nude again and dreamt of Jen’s soft skin against mine.

When we arrived home after the sewing club dad called me into the kitchen, when I walked in I saw the family doctor having a coffee, after we both said hello, dad said the doctor wanted to talk to me.

The Confederation, a group of independent worlds bonded together for mutual trade and defence, have a dirty little secret in how they make their trading ships - hijacking the souls of dead transgendered. But are there other dirty secrets piled into the mess?

This one gets around to explaining the jarring sex scene in the first chapter of book one, and sets up the question - who really are the bad guys?

“Come on Vance. I got something to show you.” He stood up and led Vance through the kitchen to the garage. He shut the door to the kitchen and flipped on the light switch. There in the center of the garage was a large car shaped lump under a tarp. “Now I got a few rules involving this. No eating. And no sitting on it.”

With that, Frank pulled the trap off, revealing a light blue mid sixties muscle car. He folded the tarp up the best he could and put it in a corner. “This is my baby. A nineteen sixty five Pontiac GTO.” He gestured to the drivers door. “Go ahead. Hop on in.”

Vance stood there for a moment, mesmerized by the gleaming beauty. Then he slowly went to the drivers door and opened it up. “This is cool.” He said as he slid into the drivers seat.

This chapter will focus on the two Patterson kids. A mix of Vance an Tracy and the fun they have around the Livermore/Dublin areas