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The Flying Fork
When Jack stepped into our lives, I was about eleven—still a child, but old enough to understand the weight of change. There were four of us, three girls and one boy, a small crowd of tender hearts trying to find balance after the long disruption of our parents’ separation. My older sister, already grown in…
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Marry the Guy Who
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Special Memories

by Colette Merrill (This post is not referring to traumatic memories of the kind that scar the human psyche for a lifetime, but I am referring to the bad memories that are common to all of mankind.) A wooden roller coaster still standing after the amusement park closed, it’s still in pretty good shape for…
