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**Note: This story contains very mild swear words.** I'm steps away from the coffee shop when I'm stopped dead in my tracks. Even in the darkness, I can see it. The same black cat I've seen for the last three weeks is crossing my path. Again. I'm not one for superstitions. In fact, for the most part, I think they're ridiculous, but this is just weird. Because it just so happens that since I started seeing the little fur ball, I haven't been on a single good date. If you're anything like me, you're probably tempted to roll your eyes rig...
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Olivia stared at the wide wooden door of the restaurant with a mix of excitement and nerves. It opened, and she felt her heart flutter while she waited to see would enter. A couple. Darn. She smoothed out her black strapless dress, checking to make sure her bra wasn't showing. It wasn't, but she gave the dress a little a tug anyway, just to make sure it stayed that way. She silently questioned her outfit choice for the third time that night. She rarely wore this particular dress and rarely wore strapless in general, because she alway...
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It was a perfect summer day. The kind made for ice cream cones, short shorts and swimming pools. There wasn't a cloud in the sky and the sun reflected off the long road, making the heat even stronger. Sarah didn't mind as she cruised along, car windows down, sunglasses on, making her way back to her hometown for the first time in awhile. She stopped using her GPS once she hit the main road in town - muscle memory kicked in and she knew exactly where she was going. She passed by...
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