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Broken Arms
He would only let me, and me alone sign both casts, bent at the elbows. Read more
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The Corsage
Wonder how a bird of paradise and a gardenia would look as a corsage? Read more
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Pancakes or Waffles
Knife wounds were rare with pancakes and waffles, but twin boys made anything possible. Read more
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Rite of Passage Revisited
Like a crystal ball it held secrets, but another puff took another tuft. Read more
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The Bard Wasn’t Impressed
I had surmised that Shakespeare was no angel. Read more
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Writing Space
The sun doesn’t shine a lot back here, so it’s always cooler, much cooler, back here in the woods where the flowers grow.
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DP Benches
To see the edges of the art deco bank covered in blue and green sparkles was something out of a snowglobe.
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Wishes
“Well, why don’t you just tell me what’s on your mind so I can deal with it,” said Betty.
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My Origin Story
We’ve seen you coming for a long time now. We cast the calling spell. We been waiting for you.” said Florie.
Devonne Brown 