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Monday, January 2, 2012

Sunrise - ("Butch" Cassidy's backstory)

Art had no idea that “Don (Butch) Cassidy” was a phony name, the latest of many, or that he'd helped maintain his good buddy's cover for more than three years. The way "Butch" saw things, he’d been in character so long he’d begun to feel like he really was the man they thought he was. Sometimes it... Sign in to see full entry.

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Sunday, January 1, 2012

“I haven’t heard about family,” Doan said. “It’s an odd thing – no shell casings, no fingerprints but yours and the decedent’s. It was execution style, bullet to the back of the head, no doubt they made him kneel in the closet.” “Ohmigod!” Sal said. “I can’t believe it.” “You think I’m lying?” “Oh,... Sign in to see full entry.

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Saturday, December 31, 2011

Sunshine - part 3

Sal glanced out and saw Art’s back and shoulders as he tethered Sunny to the parking meter. “Chen, it’s Butch,” she said. “It is? …. Good. I’ve got scraps for Sunny.” “Wait! It’s not Butch. It’s Art. Something’s wrong.” Chen watched at the pass-through as Art came in and sat at the counter. As Art... Sign in to see full entry.

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Friday, December 30, 2011

short blurb on yesterday

guy came up on the porch, rang the bell. I must've looked like the wrath of God. Hair on end, in my splotched up painting sweatshirt. guy backed up a step. he's from a local construction company, looking for remodeling jobs, home improvements. life must be hell for those poor construction guys --... Sign in to see full entry.

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Sunshine - part 3

Sal glanced out and saw Art’s back and shoulders as he tethered Sunny to the parking meter. “Chen, it’s Butch,” she said. “It is? …. Good. I’ve got scraps for Sunny.” “Wait! It’s not Butch. It’s Art. Something’s wrong.” Chen watched at the pass-through as Art came in and sat at the counter. As Art... Sign in to see full entry.

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Thursday, December 29, 2011

Sunshine - part 2

Art wasn’t sure exactly which of the cracker box houses belonged to Butch, it was either the second or third house from the corner. They were all alike, shake roofs, in need of paint and a bit of a nip-tuck; they all had the same narrow porches, same three steps, same handrails. But Sunny knew. He... Sign in to see full entry.

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Wednesday, December 28, 2011

Sunrise -- redux

editor's note: you may have seen the first draft posted here a week or so ago. Thanks to your comments and ideas a revision has been completed. Installment one may seem familiar, but names have been changed to protect the guilty... Sunrise Sarah Fitzgerald (known to the regulars as Sal) ran the... Sign in to see full entry.

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Tuesday, December 27, 2011

Snow Day?

The snow feathered straight from the clouds to the lawn, bringing light to the night in the hour before dawn it's lovely to look at from inside my door won't last long this time, there won't be much more since the high temp today's supposed to be forty-two it's just enough for the beauty described... Sign in to see full entry.

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Monday, December 26, 2011

The Day After...

‘Twas the day after Christmas and all through the room lay the crumbles and bits in dire need of a broom for to clear the debris of a long Christmas day: scraps and bits left behind by the children at play. And me with a headache from indulging too much in sugarplums, cheese dip, sweet fruitcake and... Sign in to see full entry.

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Sunday, December 25, 2011

What I got for Christmas

On Christmas Eve my granddaughter who lives near Seattle sent via Facebook a photograph of Mt. Rainier rising majestically out of the tree-fringed foothills. As usual, the peak was wreathed in clouds -- it generates its own weather at times. I'd looked in awe at the highest peak in the Cascade range... Sign in to see full entry.

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