Short Stories
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Samson’s Head on Delilah’s Laps II
‘’What?!” Michael scratched his head and searched for a pen, or book or something that was not beside him. He sat back on the ... -
Samson’s Head on Delilah’s Laps I
‘Why are you in a hurry?’ ‘It’s getting late.’ ‘Call and tell her you’re working late, please, we just got here.’ ‘She’ll be worried.’ ...
