Category: fiction
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It’s 5:00 Somewhere…
A Boomer Tale. –Gladys and the Gift of Gab– Oh my God, this is awful. Whoever thought that dressing up celery juice to look like a cocktail would make it taste any better was seriously misled. No matter what you drink it out of, it’s gross. Suzanna makes me go on this health kick with…
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60 is the new 40…
A Boomer Tale. –The Life of Suzanna– “You know who” called again. There must be something wrong with that man. I keep telling him that he’s just too old, but he will not give up. “But we’re the same age…” he keeps saying. Exactly! He doesn’t get it. 60 is the new 40! I know,…
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The Wish
–Part Three of a Short (Somewhat Graphic) Novel– The woman’s words could have easily been seen as provocative, by a good many men, but Oliver knew better. He immediately understood what she was referring to… as he’d made the wish just moments before she appeared. A do-over. A second chance. His predicament was serious. As…
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An Opportunity?
-A Short (Somewhat Graphic) Novel- Oliver was still lightheaded, and terribly confused, but he gained vigor… suddenly intrigued. “Have we met?” The woman smiled. “In another life, perhaps.” Rarely was Oliver at a loss for words, but in that moment he was bereft of speech. The woman was a beauty, and surely a man would…
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The Meltdown
–A Short (Somewhat Graphic) Novel– Oliver’s head sunk low. Really low. He held onto it tight as if the only thing keeping it intact was his hands. He’d completely forgotten that a few clients were still lingering in the gym, and they heard him cry out. “I’m such a failure!” The room fell silent. Quietly……
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P.I. Jane
I’ve been in Portville for 48 hours now, and I’ve spoken with every member of the ladies auxiliary club – and several of the town’s anti-club citizens as well. The only thing that I can say at this point, with complete certainty, is… “These people are nuts!” I wouldn’t blame Yvonne one iota if she…
a sprinkle of faith 