Month: December 2008
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BMX Boy Wonder
Have you ever tried to take a photo of something that moves faster than a bullet and makes your heart leap with…
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Christmas Cards without the word Merry
My mother's voice hints of sadness, though she tries to smile through the phone line.Slowly with her morning voice, she says, "I am not sending…
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A Souvenir… The Runaway and the Chocolate Chip Cookie
A souvenir- a memory…. I was seven years old the first and last time I ran away from home. I remember I was mad at my mother– but at what I do not know.I put a few things in a…
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A Tale of Romance
The table was set. Crystal clear and inviting. He had ordered her favorite flowers. Pink and delicate like her lips. His coat…her hat, the details fell into place. Her bare leg teased him. She teased, "Only red shoes are worn…
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Do You Hear What I Hear…
The voice of the opera singer barreled throughout the ancient church, the sound brought shivers up my spine. As the opera singer sang it seemed her…
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Wonderland on a Rainy Day
Early morning. Raining. Dark stay-in-bed-sky, seven a.m.. The weather cancels going to the brocante… Grab my "trying-to-be-my-friend-MAC", fluff up the pillows in bed, jump back in bed, put my cold feet on French Husband's hot feet, surf around on the…