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362/365 – TO PLAN AHEAD WITH A CERTAIN FRUGAL NATURE
Word Count: 376 Looking back, she thought that she could stickpin her annoyance to the first argument about the shingles for the house. He thought they should go for the 20-year shingles, meaning those guaranteed for 20 years. The 30-year … Continue reading
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361/365 – BALLERINA LIGHT
Word Count: 406 She saw it as a dancing pinpoint of light, just out of the corner of her eye. It bowed and swirled and spun as if it were a ballerina with a candle lit to flit across a … Continue reading
360/365 – IT COMES A-CREEPING
Word Count: 473 It wouldn’t seem like much to anyone else; in fact, her own friends simply laughed at her and called it old timer’s disease. And it was. Beneath the jokes and her own denials, it was. Mary Anne … Continue reading
359/365 – UNHOLY CHRISTMAS
Word Count: 315 It wasn’t snowing. It should be snowing on Christmas Eve. Anja didn’t figure in that snow in Alabama was unlikely, all she was hoping for was a Christmas like she had as a child. She needed that. … Continue reading
357/365 – THE CONSTANT MAN
Word Count: 486 He was a strange little man. Nobody knew who he was but everyone knew him. If you believed the talk, he’d been around forever. The kids knew him, their parents and grandparents remembered him when they were … Continue reading
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357/365 JUST ABOUT NORMAL
Word Count: 389 They’ll be sorry, she thinks, as a thousand children before her have said. They should have listened. They should have noticed. But now it’ll be too late. Jen is fifteen years old. She is pretty in an … Continue reading
356/365 – WITH AGE COME THE GRACES
Word Count: 260 The ten commandments shouldn’t kick in until one has reached the age of maturity and things come more naturally. I don’t covet my neighbor’s house; who’d want to clean nine rooms and three bathrooms? I no longer … Continue reading
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355/365 – FREEDOM
Word Count: 262 So now I have it, the freedom to take trips, to sleep on the couch all night if I want to, the ice cream for dinner and leftover pizza for breakfast and candy for lunch. All the … Continue reading
354/365 – BLACK HOLES
Word Count: 325 They say it gets easier; it doesn’t. After all the clutter of paperwork, licenses, filings, cancellations, name changes on forms, all his clothing is cleaned and bagged for the Salvation Army, after the busyness of doing all … Continue reading
353/365 – DEATH OF VOICE
Word Count: 142 My voice is still sleeping. It does not like these odd hours I keep. It roars in outrage and adamant insistence, wears itself out as it beats on my tongue. Age has given it strength but lessened … Continue reading
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