My very good friend Tiina, who is also a huge fan of Kimmy & David, has been asking me to finish their story. She is right in her very smart assumption that I was dragging my feet because I might not be ready to say Goodbye to them. But today I’m going to share the…
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Source: squidoo.com via Amber on Pinterest “Three…two..one!” But David’s icy fingers remained clamped over her eyes. She could feel people jostling and bumping into her, their cheery voices swirling as she reached up to pry his hands away but he wasn’t budging. “David! C’mon! Where are we?” Kimmy shivered and pressed her back into…
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Kimmy squeezed shampoo into her hand and tipped her head back under the shower, letting her fingers work it into a soapy lather. Unconsciously she massaged her own scalp and pulled the strands through her fingers, wondering when they had gotten so long. She marveled at how the quarter size dollop of sweet smelling…
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Kimmy smoothed the straps of her halter dress and gripped the small crystal glass in her hand. The holiday music was pulsating against Liza’s voice in her ears. “It’s been 6 months sweetie.” Liza said as her hand grazed the bump on her svelte figure that had recently appeared. “No one is going…
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Kimmy leaned against the leather headrest and closed her eyes to let the sun warm her face. The small red convertible hugged the coastline as they sped up the winding curves of the Amalfi Coast. She talked over the roar of the engine and the hypnotic voice of Andrea Bocelli, “I have never seen anything so beautiful.” Marco…
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Source: google.com via Debra on Pinterest Click on Image for source Kimmy glanced at the clock, wringing the tattered tissue between her fingers. 8. AM. In New York, she would have been awake for hours by now, her day of lawyers, briefs and early conference calls already in full swing, plus texts to Liza, emails…
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Source: google.com via Pinterest Click image for source Sneakers squeaking on the gym floor David handled the ball. He swiveled his body left and then right, dodging Mitch’s defense, until he planted his feet and with a barely noticeable hop and flick of his wrist, the basketball left his fingertips. They turned to watch it…
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KimmyBlueEyes: Liza please pick up your phone! Where are you? There’s been an accident! I need you. We’re at the beach with Marco. OMG! There’s so much blood. For this week’s Red Writing Hood prompt, we’re inviting you to truly scare us. Here’s what you’ll need to do: Compose a post in the form of…
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If you are not familiar with the Stories of Kimmy and David, you can read all about them right here. Photo Credit David’s index finger ran down the curve of Maggie’s back, until he hit her hip and the sunflower, the dark yellow, orange and green a stark contrast to her pale freckled skin. He…
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Kimmy faced the cliffs, tipping her face to the brilliant blue sky and closed her eyes,white spots dancing behind her lids. Patiently, she waited for the sun to dry the dank salt of the Mediterranean sea that coated her skin. Leaning back on her hands; the pebbles and smooth gray rocks of Fornillo Beach left imprints in her fleshy palms….
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