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.
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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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The Interview of ‘22
I am not a journalist. A far cry from one I know. But I do like to play one on-line with my little inconsequential blog. As a pretend journalist, I need to do some interviews. Here is the first of what I am hoping will become a regular feature on my blog. I interviewed not one but three willing participants. Full disclosure alert though, I did pay them with a piece of candy for their time.
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When you know just enough to cause a panic
The other day I woke up with a bruise on my upper leg. Actually two bruises less than an inch apart. And then for the better part of the morning I panicked. Which may sound odd to panic over a couple of little bruises. But let me explain before you label me a hypochondriac.
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