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Here is the promised prequel to the earlier “Jacob and Rachel” post. Rachel Thompson knew it was over.  Not that there was ever really anything to be “over,” in that way.  They knew, both of them did, that it was … Continue reading →

I’ve been blogging for a long time now.  Many years.  Yet there are still aspects of the game that remain mysterious to me.  Here is one:  I posted a story here back in August that I titled “Jacob and Rachel.”  … Continue reading →

We’ve been in school now for two weeks, but by the stars it’s still summer.  And what I know by now, having lived a few summers myself, us this: the last days of summer are the best ones.  The skies … Continue reading →

It is always August. If time would stop, it would stand still Under the dog star. Winter lingers, but all of that season is labor Boots, gloves, scarves and coats Off and on, on and off Snow shovels and firewood … Continue reading →

She heard the knock at her door and went to the front window and parted the curtain just an inch and looked out onto the front porch and saw him standing there.  He stood with his back to the late … Continue reading →