short story
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The Perfect Disguise
…And then, he turned it on. I was speechless. All the burn marks, all the scars, all the mis-shapen tan lines and freckles, they were all completely gone. “Wow, you really weren’t kidding!” I said. “I’m a genius,” Rod agreed.
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How Are You Feeling? (A Short Story)
Jacita gazed out at the sunset as a medium-sized airship thundered by. Its massive engines blew her hair all over her face. She didn’t even blink. She was leaning against the whitewashed half-wall at the edge of the little porch. It was actually the roof of the house below, just like the roof of her…
Heinz Sander 