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When It Happened (Short Story)
Preface: This is a work of fiction in the first person. It is not a transcription of actual events. 8:45PM. A crisp, passive breeze had overtaken the dry heat of the daylight now that the sun slumbered. And I took firm advantage of this. The suburbs were a maze of turns, dips, and climbs. Were…
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“The Wednesday Dragon” (Short Story)
In the spirit of Thanksgiving, thankfulness for multiple generations of giving. Once, there was a girl, wandering down a road. She had lost her family and couldn’t find them. The journey back home was long and she knew not the right way. It began to rain, turning the path to cold mud. The girl found…