Tales of the Huntsville Mayors #8- The Ides of December

"oh, taylor, i'm so sorry," he said. taylor's cheeks were wet with tears and his eyes were red.

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The Struggle Within CH.2

"i've been good, wish there was more action though" "jeez, what's taking taylor so-" taylor runs out "you guys! i-" "speaking of taylor..-" "-can't find him. i looked everywhere. have you seen him?" they shook there heads."kids! come over here!"

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The Struggle Within CH.3

taylor asks. "ok taylor!" he says and scurries off to go play with his friends. he loved words. he loved communicating. it was so much easier. but he didn't know much words. and he didn't have...what did taylor call it? gamma,gain...grammar!

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Tainted Glory Chapter 12: The Price of Fame

taylor asked. "taylor get back, now!" i cried, my voice full of panic. taylor froze, holding the ratty old journal close to her chest as if that's what he wanted. abby jumped in front of her trainer, growling.

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Scene Two: Funeral

Sergeant taylor, now captain taylor, turned on her heels to face the stoic masks of the few survivors to come out of the fire unscathed.

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The Rescue

taylor quickly shook it off and rushed the wolf again, this time dropping seamlessly into a muay thai fighting stance. unlike her male counterpart, taylor was well versed in paw to paw combat.

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Rain: Taylor's Book

She did not want to wake taylor from what looked to be a comfortable sleep. sighing, she looked around. on the coffee table, however, she saw taylor's little red book.

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Dissociation

taylor and johnny joined him in another round of laughter, but the kind old hare wasted no time in grabbing his keys and didn't ask anything more of me.

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While the Lights Were Out

taylor's mom, i mean?" fay cradled his mug, eyes low. "yeah. cancer. i don't have all the details, but she's been trying to reconnect with taylor." "they don't get along?"

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To the Edge and Back - Rewritten

His name was taylor. he seemed to always be looking at me in a way i couldn't understand. 'you can't just give up on life like this' i was getting slightly annoyed at him now. 'can you even remember my name taylor?'

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Kinktober Day 5: First Kiss

"yeah, we'd love to be close," taylor responded with a nod. i licked my lips. he shuffled his feet.

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