Clarice’s Apron
Clarice wiped her hands on her apron for the fortieth time that day. After many hours of doing, she was ready to sit, to read perhaps, or to reflect. “This is not my life,” she might once have said. She never imagined this version of Clarice. Never allowed herself to consider it. But life changes,…
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Leaving
Carla didn’t know what drove her decision. She only knew she needed to go. She flew through the house, stuffing items into her duffel. From the bedroom, her favorite sweatshirt. His, really. Too bad. From the dining room she grabbed her current reading pile and a half-drunk Diet Coke. She stamped down the three steps…
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George
George was a very blue dog. Being stuffed as he was, George didn’t spend much time romping among the daisies. He most often played indoors with his favorite sidekick, Kiki the green turtle. Being a turtle as she was, Kiki didn’t do much romping, well, anywhere. George the blue dog loved Kiki and he loved…
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Park Bench – 15:00 Hours
Jean-Luc sat easily on the park bench, one arm draped over the back. He pulled a slow, hard drag from his cigarette, inhaling the afternoon heat. “Your first time in Paris, monsieur?” The man’s aroma suggested it had been some time since he bathed. “I’ve been…away for many years.” “I know places to see, monsieur.…
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Silent Protest
Harold felt someone touch him. Or did he? It was hard to tell from behind the curtain of darkness shrouding his eyes. Every inch of his leaden body resisted all appeals for movement. His mind was too clouded for inquiry. He could probably rally himself, but the only thing he wanted was to let go,…
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Where I’m Going and What I’m Doing
Last week I jumped back into the blogosphere with a post about where I’ve been for the last many months. Missed it? Interested? Check it out right here: Where I’ve Been and What I Did There. This week, I’m following the lead of the Finish the Sentence Friday gang over at Finding Ninee and talking…
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Carried
She always felt like the one who needed to be carried. He was the calm to her bluster, the reason to her emotion. When she fretted and worried, he said, “just keep going” and “I believe.” She found his lack of excitability infuriating. Through all the changes, the struggles, the fears, he worked and simply…
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Where I’ve Been and What I Did There
Once again, I start a blog post with the (obvious) statement that it’s been a long time since words graced this page. Aside from a brief post to celebrate the Ten Things of Thankful blog hop’s sixth anniversary, I’ve posted nothing here in over a year and a half. How did THAT happen? I’ll simply…
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A Return to Thankfulness
It has been a very long time since I shared any words here on the blog. My last post was well over a year ago now and to be honest, sometimes it feels like so much longer. When I wrote that story, I had no idea it would mark the start of an unintentional hiatus…
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The Fishing Trip
“Been forever since I fished these waters. Or any. Won’t be much good.” Joe watched as his grandfather stood in the shallows, silent and motionless. He hadn’t been himself since Gran died. “Ya know, Gramps,” said Joe quietly, “you always said it didn’t matter if we caught anything, just that we get our toes wet…
