My first short story was about two unsuspecting heroes.
An Elective Choice
I wish I could remember your name. I knew it for one semester. Yet even now after thirty years, I embrace your inspiration, and latel...
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She was ready, suitcase in hand, yarn in her bag. They said it would be a long trip. Therefore, she brought her knitting to keep herself o...
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“Do you think one box will be enough?” Hubby asked me as we finished the dishes. I try not to roll my eyes, but half the time I wonder how... -
There are songs that remind us of friends, loved ones, and the impossible to love, yet we darkly do. The latter enlarge lumps in our thro...
