(This short story has multiple pages.)
April, 2010
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I first learned the secret in the late fall of ’32. I was a pig-tailed ten, going on twenty-five, or so I imagined, and I was peacock proud to be sitting at the adult table for the first time. I faced the bronzed, crackled turkey
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“I want the canoe,” she stated. Doug looked at Misty as if he thought she had taken leave of her senses.
“What do you think you’re going to do with a canoe?” he asked. He laughed then, more of a derisive snort than an expression of humor.
“I’m going to take it
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Torture
It is twenty ’til four.
I’m awake.
I am nervous.
Somehow twenty ’til four has been a theme in my nocturnal experience. It always seems like the Rubicon which if crossed in wakefulness spells disaster for the preceding night.
But I have good cause for crossing this river. The incessant dull throbbing ‘plonk’ emanating from down the hall denies
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Lionel was in his element, at the helm of his C-class catamaran, “The Racer”, flying at nearly twice the speed of wind, over the smooth waters of the Red Sea. He looked back at the land in the distance and checked the dashboard, quickly ascertaining from the ship’s instruments that he was
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