Brings

There's a bunch of boys in the yard demanding some milkshake. What's that all about?

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I remember being a child. Unwell. Lying on the settee coughing, sneezing. Mother bringing me hot lucozade. Yak. Child abuse. #130story

I hope he brings the wine, she thought.She'd gone to so much trouble with the menu for tonight.She wanted everything to be perfect #130story

The Brings were a strange family who rarely ventured outside until ... in their backyard, the launch bay doors slid silently open
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Screech. The clock's red digits an accusation. Snooze. Screech. Snooze. Just 5 minutes. Screech. Time to see what the day brings. #130story

Basil brings Brian breakfast in bed but bloody Brian has been eating sweets so there's an almighty row and it's not even 8am yet #130story

Summer brings swallow wings, marshy kings, sunny things, purple lings, rippling rings, blackbird sings....and the grockles arrive #130story

Two suited men. The taller one, grinning, handed me an incredibly bright jar.
"Eric," said the shorter man, "brings you sunshine." #130story