LOOKING BACK
I’m sure I’m far from being the first person to ever notice that the reality of history is much different from how we remember it. I remember a house being grey, while my late mother insisted it was white (turns … Continue reading
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JUST LEAVE ME ALONE, DAHLING
A warm stream of sunlight filtered through the sheer curtains hanging limply in front of the living room window. Margaret sat in her overstuffed chair, photos and newspaper clippings spread out on a TV tray in front of her. The … Continue reading
TINY DANCER
Aiden Haggard woke in a cold sweat. Again. He had tried everything. Prayer. Fasting. Confession. Counseling. Acupuncture. Dream therapy. Sleeping pills. None of it had worked. The dreams were still there, at least once a week. She was inescapable. The … Continue reading