Whatever You Want….



suspense, flash fiction, romanceNina climbed aboard the Acela, holding her overnight bag as well as the floral valise the stranger handed her before he took off in a rush. (At the Station)

She didn’t gasp until she sat down and opened the small case.

Why? Why now? Nina wondered as she stared at the photo inside the bag.

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About Jonathan Caswell

Mr. Caswell has been composing poetry at least since High School. He has been on WORD PRESS for ten years and contributes to two other blogs beside this one. This blog has a Christian emphasis but all bloggers are welcome. Mr. Caswell chooses to---with permission--re[post material of interest

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