Winter in a Nutshell
You don’t have to shovel rain.
I don’t ski.
Photo by lostinmiami
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Amy wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and flushed the toilet quickly before her mother asked questions.
Hallow’s Morn
Jackie pulled the collar of her housecoat tight around her neck and opened the door to let her cat inside after his morning romp.
A Close Call
It was a dark and stormy night, my wife and daughter were driving to a Fire Hall outside Chester for a family gathering.
The Nighthawk
I stare at my winged reflection