Hi, new to Anney’s A Stamped Love Story? Not yet read the previous chapters? No worries, here are the links Part 1 , Part 2 , Part 3, Part 4 , Part 5 & Part 6 “I think Joshua is a bit hesitant because you are really outspoken Maggie. He may fear rejection” I...
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Hi, new to Anney’s A Stamped Love Story? Not yet read the previous chapters? No worries, here are the links Part 1 , Part 2 , Part 3, Part 4 & Part 5 A smile and a quick nod from me ensured that the infamous Mr. Ian was in safe hands. In the few...
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Hi, new to Anney’s A Stamped Love Story? Not yet read the previous chapters? No worries, here are the links Part 1 , Part 2 , Part 3 & Part 4 The last exhibition was from Ian’s personal collection and very special to him. The guests at this viewing were more in number than...
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Hi, new to Anney’s A Stamped Love Story? Not yet read the previous chapters? No worries, here are the links Part 1 , Part 2 & Part 3 “It is! “ Joshua exclaimed as he slapped the shoulder of the gentleman in front of me. Grey piercing eyes studied my face as I looked...
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If you have missed the part 1 & 2 of the story, please read the begining of the stamped love story here and here The smell of a freshly baked cake always made me feel wonderful. I smiled in darkness at a cake box that Rajiv, my delivery boy had placed on the counter...
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If you have missed the part 1 of the story, please read the begining of the stamped love story here Thunder woke me up from my daydreaming. I made another cup of tea and opened the letter without damaging the stamp. China was a nice addition to my collection. “Dear Jenny, Am back!...
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The postman dropped my mail by the gate. The rain had not stopped pouring since yesterday afternoon. I grabbed an umbrella and walked to my mail. Thunder roared loudly as I sat down on returning to my cup of tea. There it was a blue envelope with the same postmark and a new stamp....
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Ring Ring…..the phone rings forever in my house on a Friday. Everyone hates to answer the phone….all except the five year old and the one year old. It is their life’s mission to answer that phone before the 2nd ring. Breathless from running a race of 10 yards with her older sibling, the one...
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“Why does that hanging say that?” a little voice asked. “What does it say?” the elderly voice asked. ”I am the boss of this house…I have my wife’s permission to say so….” “That is just a pretty saying. Grandpa is always the boss of this house. I don’t need anyone’s permission to say so....
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It was a hot summer day in Kerala and a perfect day to visit relatives. My sister tagged along with my parents since there was nothing better to look forward to at home. My mother packed at tin full of cookies and a lovely packet of crème biscuit for our cousin who stayed in...
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