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  1. Spellunking

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    August 2, 2016 by Lyn

    Between Years Four and Five

    Laurel came back from her vacation in late August, tearing into the school like a whirlwind, her arms laden with bags, her brain wild with new thoughts and her hair flying every which way. She grabbed two of her favorite students and dragged them to the Library with her, talking ninety miles an hour until she realized that Alisha and Rowan had no idea at all what she was talking about.… Read on


  2. Tradition

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    August 2, 2016 by Lyn

    Between Years Four and Five

    Certain things were tradition at weddings. The bride got a pretty dress. The groom was nervous. Somebody’s mother or stepmother would mess things up. Somebody’s drunk uncle or cousin would start saying inappropriate things at the top of his lungs.… Read on


  3. Moment of Clarity

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    August 2, 2016 by Lyn

    Last Day of Classes, Year Four

    “It’s almost the end of the year.”

    Niki looked up at Shiva, who was looming over him on the couch. “Yeah?”

    “You’ve been keeping Tya on pins and needles all year. I’d say ‘dicking her around, but…'”

    “But she’s got her own dick,” Niki muttered bitterly.… Read on


  4. Separate Ways

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    August 2, 2016 by Lyn

    Last Day of Classes, Year Four

    Wren was excited, even a little bit bouncy, as she and Phelen left PE on the last day of classes. Summer break was coming! She would have all the time in the world to spend with Phelen, and by August, she would have had their baby, and he’d be back to liking the way she looked again.… Read on


  5. Memorial Day Bonus Story: Remembering

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    August 2, 2016 by Lyn

    Shira waited until Doug and Luca had left before she took to the road. Their grief and remembrance were important to them, sacred, and she didn’t want to impose her presence on that, nor to force unwanted conversation on the warriors – or on herself.… Read on


  6. Memorial Day Bonus Story: Stranger, tell…

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    August 1, 2016 by Lyn

    Memorial Day (last Monday of May), Year Four

    Ὦ ξεῖν’, ἀγγέλλειν Λακεδαιμονίοις ὅτι τῇδε
    κείμεθα, τοῖς κείνων ῥήμασι πειθόμενοι

    There was no need to tell anyone where they were going; Regine and Mike could read a calendar as well as they could.… Read on


  7. Fathers’ Day Bonus Story: Passing the Torch

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    August 1, 2016 by Lyn

    Father’s Day (Third Sunday in June), Year Four

    Cassidy was alone in their room. Mabina had taken ‘Lisha and Meg shopping; Vlad and Taro were sharing a good Fathers’ Day drunk with Luke, Nikita, Phelan, and Anwell . They’d invited him, but he’d declined, not minding Taro and Nick’s “pussy-whipped” comments, considering their relative situations.… Read on


  8. Something to Drink About

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    August 1, 2016 by Lyn

    coat_of_armsSSt. Patrick’s Day, Year 4 of the Addergoole School. 

    “Another drink?” Ivette was wearing just over the legal minimum, all of it emerald-green, and had topped it with a green sequined top hat; she looked like the cover girl for Fuck Bunnies of Ireland, and she was holding a tall bottle of expensive Irish whiskey.… Read on


  9. St. Patrick’s Day Special

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    August 1, 2016 by Lyn

    St. Patrick’s Day, Year 4 of the Addergoole School. 

    Aelgifu
    The party was at Ted Debnam’s older brother Neil’s place, an easy-going guy just out of college who didn’t mind a bunch of high school seniors filling up his apartment a couple times a year, or so Aelgifu had been told.… Read on


  10. Valentine’s Day Special: Three Short Vignettes

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    August 1, 2016 by Lyn

    Valentine’s Day, Year 4 of the Addergoole School

    Vladimir & Alisha

    He’d thought the flowers would be the hard part, but it turned out that the shop that could order anything for the students really could order anything, and had managed to come up with yellow and white roses and daffodils when daffodils wouldn’t be in season for another month.… Read on


  11. You’re a Jet all the Way

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    August 1, 2016 by Lyn

    The fifth Friday of the Fourth Year of the Addergoole School.

    Dr. Regine stood up in front of the Dining Hall before dinner began Friday with her customary lack of ceremony and complete command of the student body’s attention. Mabina, somewhat inured to the effect, noticed the look on the faces of the Fourth Cohorts in her crew: Oh, shit, now what?Read on


  12. Acceptance

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    August 1, 2016 by Lyn

    Year Four of the Addergoole School, Day One
    Acacia

    Back home. The school felt more like that every year, even with its restrictions and annoying requirements. Back where they ruled the halls. Back where she could be herself. Back where everyone knew why they should be afraid of her.… Read on


  13. Ill Met

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    August 1, 2016 by Lyn

    The first day of Year Four of the Addergoole School.

    The students bounced, the new ones with nervous anticipation, the older ones licking their chops, prepared to start the game again. Written large on the Third Cohort’s faces was the same message he’d seen last year on the faces of the Second Cohort: This time I’ll be on top.Read on


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