We looked at the property in the fall and the deep gold of the leaves astounded us. Behind the main house was this shed. Just
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Breckinridge and the Reunion
Tim and Skip looked at the picture fondly. They remembered the days of soccer at Breckinridge. After finding it, they were discussing a reunion
The Gardener
“Betty,” the man said. “The soil in this garden is as dry as dust.” Betty replied, “Our vegetables are still growing pretty well, Curtis.” “They
The Red Lantern
The Red Lantern It had been a wonderful trip, but she had finally arrived in her favorite city of Amsterdam. The last stop. Not only
The Question
The small diner was filled with people. At a table in the corner sat three friends, women who, all over 55, were alone. They met
The Leaving
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The Write Scribe 