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Daily Prompt: Connect the Dots

Gabriel thought for a minute. “Well, I’ve been fishing only once and I loved it.” The third full sentence from page 83 of The River by Michael Neale I have been fishing more than once, and I do love it. I love it because my husband loves it. I love […]

Who, Who Gives a Hoot?

An owl woke me before my alarm this morning. I lay in bed listening to his “hoo, hoo, hoo,” imagining his ear tufts forming a permanent scowl over his yellow eyes. His hooting began lower than the trees, below my window. Then he moved to the boughs near my roof or […]