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Category: Friendship
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Tell the wash to wait. LifeLaughterLove Takes 1st Place. Kitchen Sink Wisdom.
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focus don't force. emit don't absorb. aspire don't retire. reflect don't project. Her fingers were red and calloused from the long needle and the heavy thread. Day turned to night without Darla Varney's permission. No wonder her eyes were red and dry. The strain was no good at all, so Darla turned on the floor…
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Christmas had come and gone, and Marnie pondered hard on what she thought of 2014. She made a friend. That pretty much concluded her year-end wrap-up. Making friends was no easy feat for Marnie. She was an outgoing girl with grit and a good heart. Although her heart was good, literally and figuratively, her motor…
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We share everything but our thoughts.Body heat is enough.We congregate under the arch, on thin ice.Unforgiving winds slash at our skin.We are the circle that lets nothing in.
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Lynda's best friend Marnie told her that thing about the tunnel and the light at the end of it. Where the light isn't the illusion. The tunnel is. Lynda grappled with that one during the lunch break when she should have eaten her sandwich instead. It wasn't so much Lynda didn't understand what was/wasn't an…
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Sara refuses to reuse bags, bottles, jars, twist ties, aluminum roasting pans and pie tins. The list goes on, actually. These handful of items are just the ones Sara was going to toss today until I intercepted the bounty. It's Christmas, for crying out loud. Some of those bags are plain, brown grocery type with…
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The insignia wasn't anything official. By Craig wearing it on his lapel, it didn't signify bravery in combat or affiliation with a cloistered religious order. The pin was just a jumble of symbols and squiggles that looked nice but didn't mean a damn thing. Not that it was all for show, though. Craig's bit of…
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Lynda and Marnie were small town girls. Their world was simple and quiet. Basically, their world was each other. That's really not a bad way to live; forget about the planet and reject any reference to goings-on beyond the county line. "Out there" held no interest for L & M, not when the books they…
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The undeveloped parcel across the highway was a spooky place for us kids. The trees, cedars and hemlocks mostly, sighed and groaned a lot. They disapproved of everything we did, from our bike rides through their territory to the cone wars where we aimed for each other's head. Sometimes we'd find things, like a single…
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It isn't enough to be brave and bold. Fearlessness can numb the senses as much as it encourages action. Behaviors change as we alter the course of our lives. The only thing that matters when bright colors fade and dreams become staid and respectable is the swiftness in which one offers kindness. We all get…
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