Cady's Harvest_Because I said so._Where the light doesn't go_The Boy Boss
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Cady's Harvest
Cadence sung softly as she dug clover and dandelions out of her spring garden, “And little Sir John sprung up his head, and so amazed them all.”This season’s early spring crops had surpassed expectation. She pushed in the trowel and wiggled out a turnip, holding it up for inspection. These had been transplanted from the greenhouse barely two weeks earlier but would be ready in days. Her newest compost mixture clearly made a difference, but for the second consecutive season, she had planted nearly a month earlier than expected. “No climate change my butt,” she chuckled, cracking a sardonic smil...
Because I said so.
There was once a simple question known as why? When it becomes as annoying as heck explaining, the simplest answer to it became “Because.” Because is identified and a conjunction. In Astronomy a conjunction is the position of any two bodies that appear to meet, such as two celestial bodies on the celestial sphere. So, when there is a continuous barrage of why then one must try and remain calm. One must turn their internal self in to a semi-irrational person and use the conjunction ‘because’ as a singular word statement to adjust to the fact that the other person is not planning to stop any...
Where the light doesn't go
When does truth stop being the truth and the truth you live is the only truth you see. Because the truth you live is what you wish it to be. The truth that covers up the ugliness around you and inside you. When all the choices you make yourself fuel the truth that is imagined, in myriads of moments that take you further and further away from the truth that once was.-------------------------------The first time it happened in college, she had woken up from a night fueled by tequila shots ending in cheesy breadsticks from the campus favorite pizza place. She had woken up feeling distended, fee...
The Boy Boss
That month forty years ago was the worst period I had ever had to live thrwww.onedoor.ccough. Once the Roman Empire, crumbling from greed and overexpansion. Death or prison. Those were the only two routes out of the life for a guy like me. It was how Our Thing worked. It was never really thought, however, until the worst winter of my life. Jimmy Santi was just a kid. The boss's son took over at way too young an age when his old man died of a heart attack. No one believed that this twenty-seven-year-old had what it took to lead this little famiglia through a time of war. Shit, even bosses ...