Lonely Oak Chapter 25
#25 of lonely oak part 1 | cycla circadia emeral leaned forward with her lips puckered out, applying the thinnest layer of lipstick she possibly could.
Lonely Oak Chapter 24
#24 of lonely oak part 1 | cycla circadia emeral sat sleepily in the back seat of her mom's car. she yawned with a little squeak. "someone is still a sleepy head," her mom teased in the front seat.
Lonely Oak Chapter 23
#23 of lonely oak part 1 | cycla circadia lyza sat in her room on the chocolate-colored floor. sunlight filtered through the window, exciting little dusties that drifted by the little rays.
Lonely Oak Chapter 22
#22 of lonely oak part 1 | cycla circadia shy william and squeaky kimberly waited nervously while ms. hupp's pen wrote a few last-minute things down on the paper.
Lonely Oak Chapter 21
#21 of lonely oak part 1 | cycla circadia ket anxiously waited downstairs. he sat at the kitchen table, sipping a cup of raspberry kool-aid, glancing out the window over and over again.
Lonely Oak Chapter 19
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Lonely Oak Chapter 18
#18 of lonely oak part 1 | cycla circadia ket stood at the door as his girlfriend rushed across the grass to the car, opened up the passenger-back door and jumped in like an fbi agent getting ready to nab a perp.
Lonely Oak Chapter 6
#6 of lonely oak part 1 | cycla circadia ket had been skating for all of three minutes on his own, outside of the beginner's circle.
Lonely Oak Chapter 4
#4 of lonely oak part 1 | cycla circadia at the top of the stairs, emeral took off her shoes and set them at the penultimate step. she shuffled across the carpet and laid claim to the rightmost cushion of the gray couch.
Lonely Oak Chapter 5
#5 of lonely oak part 1 | cycla circadia "man this place got expensive," kval muttered, fishing another twenty out of his wallet.
Lonely Oak Chapter 3
#3 of lonely oak part 1 | cycla circadia ket slammed his fist against the bathtub knob to shut the water off. he stood on his tip-toes to place the shower-head back in its holster.
Lonely Oak Chapter 2
#2 of lonely oak part 1 | cycla circadia miss rachaun sighed as she drummed on the kitchen table. make that the _clean_ kitchen table. she smiled. cleaning was more liberating than she could have ever imagined.