Brenda Gooding
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The Promise Of A New Life
The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window. I knew he would come back. That’s why I’ve been watching. This must be him the candle was our sign. None of the other creatures have lit the candle.
By Brenda Gooding4 years ago in Fiction
What You Still Refuse To Hear
I've been labeled the black sheep, the liar. Everyone knew I wasn't lying. It was much less messy to blame the child than to stop the pain. It had to be a lie. But it wasn't a lie. It was the truth, every time I told you, and it never stopped. You could have stopped it!
By Brenda Gooding4 years ago in Confessions
The family jewels
It had been baking hot for days. Today the forecast was calling for late afternoon thundershowers. It was also mom’s birthday, and her gift was a new flower garden. This weather would be perfect. I will get the weed material and the plants in the ground and mulched by the time the storm comes along to water them.
By Brenda Gooding5 years ago in Fiction
