None of the family had ever been into Uncle Everett’s private office room tucked behind the half bath and garage of his rambling ranch house.
I was thinking about my kids this morning. I’m so proud of them. Garrett called me this morning to tell me he’d been night surfing.
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You’d think with a lingering pandemic, and horrible air quality (due to Nor Cal wild fires) keeping me inside that I’d be reading a lot
The Price of Love a short story from Marla Todd “He stole my heart,” she said. I looked up at the pretty blonde woman in
The Hunter “We pumped quite a bit of blood out of your stomach. We’re not sure where it came from.” She heard the words but