Annelise Lords
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Annelise Lords writes short, inspiring, motivating, and thought-provoking stories that target and heal the heart. She has added fashion designer to her name. Check out https://www.redbubble.com/people/AnneliseLords/shop?asc=u
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My Aunt Jackie Part 2
At 12:30 am. I descended, thinking of Jason Scott Lee, his half-naked body wrapped in a tiger-striped loin cloth against mine as he carefully escorted me down. Many flights down, I glanced below. I could see the end of my sheet ladder! It was about three feet from the rear and about ten times that amount from the ground. The lights were tiny and blinking in the distance. I was far from the runway!
By Annelise Lords 3 years ago in Fiction
The Yellow Hibiscus Chapter 18
I sighed, thinking I must find out if the diamond in my possession was natural and, if so, how many carats. Of course, the problem was that I had a weapon, and I couldn't really let anyone touch it until I knew exactly what it was. I sat there, afraid to move, wondering what the gypsy had seen while she was reading my palm.
By Annelise Lords 3 years ago in Fiction
The Yellow Hibiscus Chapter 17
I looked around to get my bearings since I'd jumped off the train randomly for fear of being watched. I was at Grand Central Station. The closest was at 5th Avenue and 40th Street East. Though I'd lost track of time, I knew the library would still be open. I set my course and began a brisk walk of a couple of blocks. Walking was therapeutic and much needed in my hyper-harrassed state.
By Annelise Lords 3 years ago in Fiction
Thanking Penmanship
Karlene loved to write letters. She would spend hours writing to friends and family. Marla, her only daughter, who was divorced, lives three houses east on the same street. As a child, Karlene would write letters and leave them all over the house for her daughter to find. Marla learned to read and write quickly and would imitate her mother’s letter-writing habits.
By Annelise Lords 4 years ago in Fiction
The Yellow Hibiscus Chapter 14
"Wait a minute," she called out, scrutinizing me 360 degrees. "Why don't you call her?" I bluffed, holding my gaze while looking directly into her eyes. My heart sunk to my knees when she walked to a phone mounted on the wall. She picked it up, dialed, refocused, and watched me like a cat watching a mouse.
By Annelise Lords 4 years ago in Fiction
