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Ice Cream Dreams
It wasn’t his fault the boss ran a shit show. Read more
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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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Famous Diner
Famous Diner I didn’t think Shakespeare would show up for dinner, not the real one anyway. He’d been dead for four hundred and six years. My research for a novel featuring the bard had me making a basic English roast dinner, including a bad Yorkshire pudding. Those things are tricky. When I make them, they…
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Intro…
“It’s jacked up. Nobody consulted me about a standard damned poodle coming into this house. Life was just fine. It’s jacked up as shit,” said Norris. He stomped in a circle and thumped his tail before he could compose himself to continue. He was too damned mad. Norris was without words. “This had better not…
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The Last Sunday
The Last Sunday of Summer Today is the last Sunday of summer. I go back to school tomorrow. A whole new ride starts. I didn’t think about it until yesterday. God, I hate giving up summer. I became a writer this summer. Being a writer gives you permission to stay home and write. In fact,…
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Funding
“Thank you, Ms. Parsons.” I handed the officer my drivers’ license and registration as the window rolled down. I swear I came to a full stop at the stop sign. He read my name from the license and smiled at me. I wondered if he thought I looked like a criminal. My black car was…

