Kate Ryan
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Fresh orange juice, milk, thick slices of ham, a block of cheese, a carton of eggs—her husband kept it this way should this moment arrive.
Read...Everyone wants to have the funny tweets because people equate them with wealth, power, and beauty. The problem is, we’re not all funny.
Read...LAX, on the other hand, seemed like a perfect place to pick up the latest deadly virus.
Read...Eva, having stayed up the whole night preoccupied with death and time, planned to call in sick.
Read...A bloated mother in her polka dot one-piece gnaws on a corndog while reading the romantic pulp she picked up on her way out of the supermarket . . .
Read...He thought I was mad, but in an artistic way; I thought he was horny all the time, but in an artistic way.
Read...We all love our dogs. However, some of us take it a little too far, convincing ourselves that our dogs are actually our children. You call your dog your “baby” one day, and the next thing you know, you’re pushing him or her down the street in an expensive stroller. How did we get here? Trust me, it’s a slippery slope. Here are 12 signs you might have a dog-child.
Read...Sheila applied widely and on a whim. She needed a job and she needed one fast.
Read...The case of beer I brought, as my mother explained, is “pure poison” and so I must drink it all by myself.
Read...He died a violent death. I saw him myself, flopping between wooden blades, his head bent back strangely.
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