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Monday, November 7, 2005

Walking Close To The Edge

I t isn’t that I go deliberately looking for trouble; it finds me despite my best efforts at avoidance. The crux of the matter is, wherever my roving eyes go – and I have no choice about taking them with me wherever I go – disaster follows. So, here I am curled up in a stranger’s closet; panting... Sign in to see full entry.

Wednesday, September 14, 2005


Sonya, sandwiched between a bony teenager and a profusely sweating matron, wondered idly if her present misery wasn’t exactly what her ancestors had experienced coming over on the slave ships from Africa. She had a strong sense of how they must have felt as they lay, packed as tightly as she was... Sign in to see full entry.

Thursday, August 11, 2005

A Little Push In The Right Direction

Rita cocked her head and listened with growing concern as gale force winds snarled furiously under the shuddering eaves of their house. ‘How the heck are we going to manage if this hurricane isn’t here yet and the darn roof is trying to fall to bits?’ ‘Not much you can do.’ whispered the voice... Sign in to see full entry.

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