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Monday
Sitting here listening to Ms. Charlotte yell “Hello!!! Hello!!! Hello!!! Mom, MOM I know you’re there!!!!” into the phone. Poor Charlotte. She’s five offices down from me and there’s never any question when she’s trying to deal with her parents. I’m quite lucky. My parents have taken good care of themselves and are in excellent Read more
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Scratch
(April 9, 2008) I was downstairs making a PB&J for lunch when I heard a scratch on the door. At first I ignored it, I mean, the wind and blowing snow are enough to kick up debris that could easily knock against the door. Then I remembered Maxie. It’s been nearly a year since he disappeared Read more
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Dream a Little Dream . . .
Stars shining bright above you; night breezes seem to whisper I love you . . . “He’s on the beach, Cathy. I left him there. Can’t you see him?” No. I can’t. There are only scraps, shards of wood, seashells and seascum and . . . what is it? I reach down and pick it Read more
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Exotic male dancers
I’ve never asked a man. Never needed to and why would I want to? I’m not pretty. I’m just blond and athletic and friendly. I have a dorky-ass smile and my cheekbones are way out of whack. Whatever I am must be enough. “I’ve never hit on a man,” I thought today while walking to the bus trying to ignore Read more