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Criminal, Murderer, Agent, Liar, Thief
August 1946Detroit, Michigan The door to Essie’s small home crashed open, and her closest friend Lilith rounded the corner into the main room, where Essie was busy canning her peaches. Her parents were away for the day, and all her younger brothers were out working, so the task fell to her. She looked up when Lilith came in. “Hello!”Lilith yanked off her hat and gloves and put them on the counter. She rolled up her sleeves and grabbed a jar to help Essie. “Are you going to the party tomorrow night? At David’s?”Essie grinned. “What eighteen-year-old girl isn’t?” Lilith smiled down at the jar. “...
My Unfunny Valentine (Another Fractured Fairy Tale)
Once upon a time, back in the day, which was before the virus, I use to enjoy going out on the weekends to various clubs in the mystical, far away fairytale land known as Manhattan: particularly the comedy clubs. One such place, The Comedy Cellar, would bring in some pretty big-name comedians as headliners. Prior to the night’s star taking the stage for their set, there’d usually be three of four unknown acts, known as the show-openers, whose brand of humor was intended to warm up the room for the closing joke jockey. It was there at The Comedy Cellar I first saw Rita.Please forgive me as I ap...
Doing it by The Book
It’s December 1975, on a Greyhound bus somewhere between my home in Salt Lake City and Edmonton, Alberta. Jim came from San José, California, and now we’re on our way to our parents’ house for Christmas. I’m 15, and he’s just turned 18、 We’ve both been sent to live with legal guardians.“I’ve got an early Christmas present for you, brother.” Jim hands me a large book, about 11” x 8” x 1、5” thick, THE WORLD OF M.C. ESCHER. On the top edge of the text block there’s an ink stamp, on the spine there’s a sticker marked ‘f769 E74z’, and when I open it, on the front free endpaper is pasted a small man...
Our Camping Trip Of A Lifetime
July is just around the corner. This time of the year always reminds me of 1983、 My husband and I were making plans for the camping trip of a life time. We were preparing for tent camping and rockhounding across twenty-one states to celebrate our anniversary. We had everything we needed except our tent, sleeping bags and other campiwww.onedoor.ccng supplies we were buying just before our trip. August could not get here soon enough.The day finally came. We had everything we needed for our trip. There was even a new luggage rack on top of my AMC Gremlin. The tent, all camping gear and rockhounding equipment w...