tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4393512822627120580.post6420054489271661348..comments2023-08-01T05:26:06.539-05:00Comments on Unicorn Bell: Heat DilemmaHuntresshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08155372788872245758noreply@blogger.comBlogger15125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4393512822627120580.post-17092430603999716642013-05-29T02:34:06.063-05:002013-05-29T02:34:06.063-05:00Ronnie stood up, dusted himself for three minutes ...Ronnie stood up, dusted himself for three minutes (until an obsessive beeping noise reminded that he was done.)<br /><br />He read the comment above and said, "My work here is done. I'm off to see if Jack can come out of his box."Mark Koopmanshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03634424953074803816noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4393512822627120580.post-739654164566015422013-05-28T07:23:59.551-05:002013-05-28T07:23:59.551-05:00LMAO. can't continue. must breathe. BREATHE!!LMAO. can't continue. must breathe. BREATHE!!Huntresshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08155372788872245758noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4393512822627120580.post-42940911618440861212013-05-28T06:20:25.547-05:002013-05-28T06:20:25.547-05:00Then her terror-numbed brain registered the pistol...Then her terror-numbed brain registered the pistol still in her hand and she clocked him right across that stupidly grinning face. Ronald dropped like a sack of cold burgers. blankenship.louisehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05541461775158369620noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4393512822627120580.post-50056184685741657752013-05-28T00:46:07.765-05:002013-05-28T00:46:07.765-05:00As his oily fingers (Ronnie had just finished work...As his oily fingers (Ronnie had just finished working the graveyard shift) grabbed at her, Nola looked at his face and wondered about Ronnie.<br /><br />He reminded her of a character from a Stephen King book, but she couldn't remember the name of IT.Mark Koopmanshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03634424953074803816noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4393512822627120580.post-30847114683890641292013-05-27T20:24:27.423-05:002013-05-27T20:24:27.423-05:00Nola ducked as his orange gloved finger took aim d...Nola ducked as his orange gloved finger took aim directly at her head set.<br /><br />........dholedolorahhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08715849844092553699noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4393512822627120580.post-75997423690008774592013-05-27T15:58:15.519-05:002013-05-27T15:58:15.519-05:00A maniacal grin appeared through the cracked winds...A maniacal grin appeared through the cracked windshield. He leaned forward, chin nearly touching the steering wheel.Huntresshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08155372788872245758noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4393512822627120580.post-3396525853425431412013-05-27T15:49:04.748-05:002013-05-27T15:49:04.748-05:00Nothing slowed Ronald down. He just kept coming. Nothing slowed Ronald down. He just kept coming. Charity Bradfordhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01960821077619680661noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4393512822627120580.post-72862116133606588182013-05-27T15:37:19.353-05:002013-05-27T15:37:19.353-05:00Her perfect jogging-pace pulse exploded into full ...Her perfect jogging-pace pulse exploded into full panic. Nola snatched her backup pistol holstered under her leg warmers and fired into the half-ton. Bullets pinged off the grill, the hood, then finally spiderwebbed the windshield.blankenship.louisehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05541461775158369620noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4393512822627120580.post-86617600534889481562013-05-27T15:22:53.982-05:002013-05-27T15:22:53.982-05:00Ronald McDonald, in all his red and yellow striped...Ronald McDonald, in all his red and yellow striped glory.Huntresshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08155372788872245758noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4393512822627120580.post-56505311914590803742013-05-27T13:36:03.327-05:002013-05-27T13:36:03.327-05:00And there behind the wheel of the Red Ford was the...And there behind the wheel of the Red Ford was the one person she'd hoped never to see again.mshatchhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06308916014310536449noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4393512822627120580.post-25689935566032930822013-05-27T13:12:45.727-05:002013-05-27T13:12:45.727-05:00With Duran Duran playing at full volume in her hea...With Duran Duran playing at full volume in her headphones, Nola had no idea she was in danger. A flock of blackbirds lifted up from a field, which caused her to turn.Mark Koopmanshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03634424953074803816noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4393512822627120580.post-72793100894927732692013-05-27T13:09:41.953-05:002013-05-27T13:09:41.953-05:00She dove for the bushes. She couldn't be caugh...She dove for the bushes. She couldn't be caught. Not now. Not after all this time.Liz A.https://www.blogger.com/profile/16531953467834426316noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4393512822627120580.post-11011688143824565362013-05-27T12:05:30.515-05:002013-05-27T12:05:30.515-05:00A massive dust cloud rose on the road as a Red For...A massive dust cloud rose on the road as a Red Ford half ton started to barrel down upon her from behind. Alicia Willette-Cookhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02174871217832164495noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4393512822627120580.post-55360975108060688252013-05-27T09:25:58.734-05:002013-05-27T09:25:58.734-05:00By noon time Nola was as far away from home as she...By noon time Nola was as far away from home as she'd ever been, all the way to Jackson County, which she'd only heard of but never seen. mshatchhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06308916014310536449noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4393512822627120580.post-6329971969221421622013-05-27T09:03:16.536-05:002013-05-27T09:03:16.536-05:00So she did what she had done for the last six mont...So she did what she had done for the last six months. She laced up her running shoes, grabbed her Walkman, opened the door and never looked back.Mark Koopmanshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03634424953074803816noreply@blogger.com