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Mema's Deceased

It was four in the morning, but muggy as only Florida in the summer could be. Jetlagged, I couldn’t toss and turn in my bed any longer. I sat up, sta...

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The Traditional Sacrifice

I never knew my mother. She left when I was very young. My family told me stories about her, they told me she loved me, but they would not tell my wh...

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Unpleasant Sailing

Jason Lyman, his wife, Barbara, and their friends, John and Susan Dunne left Bermuda in Jason’s boat for a trip to Miami.While Jason drove the boat,...

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Wedding Photograph

She came running through from the back of the shop, arms wide.“Daddy!”He picked her up. He loved her smell, a mixture of coal tar soap and sugar.“Mil...

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A Helping Hand

Hands, not eyes, are the windows to the soul. The study of hands has long been a fascination for people the world over. Palmistry began several hundr...

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Christmas Morning

Jeremy rolled over in bed and glanced at the clock on his nightstand. 5:55 stared back at him in red LED numbers. A tiny red dot was lit next to...

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The Dead Talk Too Much For My Taste

I was so desperate I took a job attending funerals. It’s not as goulash as it sounds. I would open and lock up the church after the funeral. In betwe...

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Open Ransom

What does that old woman talk about? Simon watched from the corner of his apartment building as the little ancient lady sat on the lone bench out in...

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