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Love Story
Jason came bursting into the house, face flushed and grinning ecstatically. Eduardo smiled, Jax greatly resembled his grandpa, Jonathan. Same sharp blue-green eyes and all American features. But instead of smugness, there was humility.Instead of glittering charisma, there was sincerity.Instead of laughter, there was calm.Suppose, and Eduardo wasn’t trying to flatter himself, that was his doing.Of course, it’s physically impossible for him and Jonathan to have a baby or a genetic grandchild. Eduardo and Jonathan adopted Jonathan’s niece after Jonathan’s sister died.Her name was Marie. Marie is ...
In an artic vortex of doom
“I have to leave this damn hellhole.” The sentiment echoed in the still air of her cathedral-ceiling foyer. It had a chandelier Sally picked out in New York and off to one side was the cream sitting room. The sofas were cream, the walls were cream, the carpet - cream. No one was allowed in there for the fear of dirt. The master bedroom with a king sized bed, some fancy thick wood frame, was off to the right. The master bath had a jacuzzi that had never been used. The humble house had seven bedrooms and nine bathrooms, not counting the pool house which had an additional bathroom and bedroom. Th...
STRANDED AT THE MALL
STRANDED AT THE MALLMy manager had scheduled me to work until closing, weather prediction had called for flurries of snow. No expectation of any significant precipitation this evening of January 22, 1983、 I changed the price tags on the items I was conducting an inventory on. Baseball shirts, blue jeans, and carton socks folded and placed in displays. Upon finishing this task, I plugged in the vacuum cleaner and cleaned the floor. I took a dusting cloth and wiped the counters and glass displays of cosmetics and jewelry. Finally, I dimmed the lights and headed in ...
How to Visit an Inmate at the Coxsackie Correctional Facility
When traffic is light, the drive to the Coxsackie Correctional Facility takes two hours and eighteen minutes. In twww.onedoor.cche early spring, the view north as you pull onto the Henry Hudson Bridge can be disorienting. The grey of the city with its still-melting mounds of snow piled high in the corners of municipal parking lots and along street curbs replaced, suddenly, with a seemingly endless landscape of first-bud forests. It will look like the greenest green you have ever seen. You will follow Route 9A to the Saw Mill Parkway, which takes you past Yonkers and Elmsford, before merging onto the Taconic...