Short Story

Blurry Blue Door

All Jack could remember when he opened his eyes was the time on the clock right before he shut off the lights as he crawled into his bed. It was exactly 6:65 a.m. and the sun was nowhere to be seen. He spun around, already standing up and wearing only Read more…

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Twenty-Eight May Seventeen

Yes, that is Jack with a bow. No, he did not hit the target… The first time. He had to move up a bit, but he got the hang of it before getting bored and moving on.  We had a late lunch with some friends and their son brought out Read more…

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Twenty-Six May Seventeen

We took a tour of Elmwood Cemetery in Norfolk as a family with some of our neighbors. Though most of us enjoyed the head stones and architecture, Ellie found a few puddles. Meh… It kept her happy. 

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Twenty-One May Sevenreen

So, um, how you been? I know, I’m sorry. I’ve been away for awhile. But I’m back now. So, to start it off right, here’s a photo of Ellie enjoying a coconut macaroon we got at the Norfolk Greek Festival today. It, and their baklava, was great!

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