A new year is coming quick.
Oh, what will it possibly bring?
Right now it can be anything.
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CHAPTER 4: Remembering
The two of them sat at the kitchen table. Cara rubbed her hands together then on her pants to wipe the sweat off. She repeated the process several times.
“Relax,” Mike said and held her hands to make her stop. “You got this.”
She smiled and shrugged but did not share his confidence. This was her third try at taking the stupid test. If she failed this time it was back to square one. Meaning a different plan because she would not try again. The first two times she could accept the failure because she was able to blame her lack of study time. Between teaching and raising her own kids there was no left-over study time. This last attempt though, she had study time. Mike was a huge help. Which meant she needed to reciprocate the kindness. It was time he knew the truth. The kids were going to hate her for telling him but it was time.
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That feeling you currently feel,
though the definition’s classic
don’t attribute it to magic.
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CHAPTER 3: The Routine
Mike looked out the passenger window quietly. He hadn’t said a word since he got in the car. But neither did Cara. They rode in silence.
“Look,” Cara finally said as they took an exit off the interstate. “There are some things you should know.”
“What? Like the fact you are kidnapping me?” Mike asked derisively.
“Funny,” Cara said though her tone did not suggest amusement. “You have three kids…”
Mike winced.
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The lights go up every year
along the main street roadside.
Decorated for some town pride
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CHAPTER 2: Home
Twenty-four hours later, a short blond woman came to the hospital. “Hello, I understand you have my husband here.” She told the front desk attendant. The front desk clerk alerted Doctor Fields since he gave strict instructions to be notified if anyone came in asking for the patient.
Through the rental car agency, the sheriff was able to get a name. But before they could track down the lead and contact family the patient’s family contacted them.
“Hello, I am Doctor Fields,” he said extending his hand in greeting. He thought of the sheriff’s description of the women’s clothes found in the luggage at the wreck. According to the sheriff, the woman should be taller. Much taller. Like the mysterious woman who vanished the previous day. Not this short woman who came to get the patient. Figures, he thought.
Continue readingThe Never-ending Story
Autumn comes –
green leaf turn yellow
the earth cools
leaves fall below
but this is not the end of the story
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CHAPTER I: The Hospital
Doctor Fields tapped his finger on the wall and waited for a response from the woman standing beside him.
She cautiously leaned a little closer to the window. As she did so, she cinched her scarf a little tighter. Her ball cap was pulled down low on her forehead and he was surprised she didn’t remove her sunglasses while inside. Something about the woman didn’t sit right but he couldn’t tell the story’s details.
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The simple attitude of gratitude
This last week, Americans congregated in groups and feasted. On Thursday, food, football, and family was the norm. Although the day can be passed in a variety of ways choosing any combination of the 3 or even none at all. I, myself, like the big 3 on Thanksgiving day.
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