Manipulating Reality: Any 'ol Evolved Soul Can do it
Another installment of Thursdays With Death: The elderly man in black looked directly at me and smiled. “I see you are done with your breakfast, but I was wondering if you would mind joining me for a bit?” he asked politely. “Well thanks,” I said. “I’d love to.” I grabbed my helmet and jacket, dropped some money on the table and moved over to his table. I was fascinated with this gentleman and how he ended up in this little out-of-the-way restaurant in eastern Arizona. “Lanny Stone,” I said,... Sign in to see full entry.