Halloween Trick or Treating_Sole_Keys to the Sea_Uncle George, A Veteran
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Halloween Trick or Treating
“Mom” I heard a yell from the other room as Jenny walked up twww.onedoor.cco me with her Fairy costume in hand. “Can we get ready to go trick or treating“. She asked as she started to strip out of her street clothes. I mentioned to get that we couldn’t do that until the night time and to keep her clothes on before it was time to get ready! ”In the meantime Jenny we will carve pumpkins and decorate for the other kids in the neighborhood when they come for trick or treating”. As I leaned in to kiss her forehead. I mentioned to her “We have to be patient little one.” We walked to the kitchen and on the table t...
Sole
I took a Red Eye to San Francisco. The plane balanced on a navy sky and for a second I thought I was above the stars. The flickers of arrowhead lights were below me and as the clouds licked the sunrise, I saw the city. No stars, just twinkling city lights. Half of the buildings were already drenched in gold and smudged gray. It was breathtaking to see an entire city half-asleep, rubbing the flocks of aging seagulls under its eyes. The streetlights blinked out like Morse code messages into the shadows and the plane directed its nose towards the airport. It was not until I was waiting outside...
Keys to the Sea
It was dark in my cabin as I lay still in my bed. All the candles had been put out for the night and the rest of the crew were sound asleep below deck. I would have been, too, if not for my new record for insomnia, unbroken since I first came to this ship.I rolled out of bed and slipped out of the lonely room. Exhaustion weighed down my feet, but I did my best to keep my steps light and even so they wouldn’t thump on the boat.Finally I reached the ladder on the other side of the room that led above deck. I sighed and hurried up the ladder, thankful that the strong rope wouldn’t soon creak or ...
Uncle George, A Veteran
Uncle George, a VeteranOctober 1999Here comes someone. Wonder who it is? Probably wants something. No one ever comes by unless they want something.I don’t know that car. Who is that? Oh, okay. That’s Steven, my sister’s grandson. Who’s that with him? Don’t know that guy.Hello, Steven. What brings you way up here? Who’s your friend?Hello, Barry. Nice to meet you too. What’s that? You’re a journalist? You mean a reporter, right? That’s what I thought.Have a seat right here on the porch. This is the kind of day porches were made for. Can I get you fellas something to drink? No? Let me know if you...