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Thanksgiving was in a week and the November weather was cold and damp. It threatened to snow, but wasn't cold enough to deliver on that threat. Instead, it rained with a savagery that made one huddle in the house with a feeling of thanks for having a house. Glen walked quickly from the woodshop to Read more

It was our little game. I would call her mother and asked if she could baby sit for me tonight and she always said yes, and I always to her that I would have her back home again by eleven at the latest. Becky never revealed our little game to anyone, and she was always available to sit for me. Read more

Saturday evening: Hardesty's Terry rang the Hardesty's bell promptly at six-thirty. Jackie let him in quietly, only to find her mother standing in the kitchen door with her hands on her hips, glaring. Nonetheless, the pair did not back down, moving instead to the den and setting up for the movie. Read more

Once again, I wished the pain would go away forever. It refused, of course. I finished my kata and gazed off at nothing before I looked down at my side. Sam was gone. He'd died in his sleep after a long life. A long life, spent first as my partner and then, for 10 years, my lover, too. I still Read more