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Dandelions

Dandelions

Dandelions Kurt sat cold at the end of his driveway, a bowl of sugary offerings for the children settled in his lap. He treasured Halloween, but the festivity was winding down. Night had completely fallen. Most of the children and parents had come and gone. Parents with children dressed as pirates and superheroes and princesses, […]

Escalade Dreams

Escalade Dreams

Escalade Dreams I’m intrigued by certain correlations. Sometimes I’m struck by bits of information and try to fit them together like pieces of a puzzle. The human puzzle, I guess you could (pretentiously) say. One of these bits is the obsession with the Cadillac Escalade. Heck, I probably shouldn’t care. There’s better things to think […]

The Gamble

The Gamble

The Gamble Fitzi went all in on four Queens/8 high. Jimmy beat him with a straight flush of hearts. He raked Fitzi’s chips into his pile. “You buying back in?” Jimmy asked. Jimmy had all the luck. It confounded Fitzi because Jimmy didn’t appear to be much of a man of God. He didn’t even […]

Lab-Grown Meat

Lab-Grown Meat

Lab-Grown Meat There’s an online petition to stop lab-grown meat from being served in schools. When I heard about it, I needed to know more. The petition lists reasons why serving lab-grown meat in schools is a bad idea. These reasons are kind of boring, so I scrolled down to where people have posted videos […]

Fingernails

Fingernails

Fingernails Sometimes, when I cross the line to Indiana, I stop at Howie’s truck stop diner for a pork tenderloin sandwich. See, I was born and raised in Indiana. Now I live just across the state line. But, because I’m a Hoosier by birth, when I go over to Indiana and pass by Howie’s, I […]

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Love in the Lie
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Love in the Lie

Love in the Lie I texted her, “Call me when you can.” She replied, “I’m working.” So I replied, “Then … Continue reading Love in the Lie

Broken Toes
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Broken Toes

Broken Toes “Has a car ever run over your foot?” “Yes,” I said. “Terrible. Very, very painful.” “Have you ever … Continue reading Broken Toes

The Award
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The Award

The Award Ralph won a prestigious award for one of his paintings. It made him feel good. So later, when … Continue reading The Award

Away from Home
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Away from Home

Away from Home Marty didn’t know much about the world. All he knew was he wanted to get away. So … Continue reading Away from Home

Middle-Distance Runner
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Middle-Distance Runner

Middle-Distance Runner Jesse placed third in the mile. He received a third place ribbon. He should have been proud. He … Continue reading Middle-Distance Runner

Pumpkin Roll
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Pumpkin Roll

Pumpkin Roll She’d been ill for a few days. She said it felt like the flu. Her temperature was over … Continue reading Pumpkin Roll

Measure of Beauty
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Measure of Beauty

Beauty “I know I’m getting older,” Claire said. “I can see the wrinkles and spots on my hands. And I … Continue reading Measure of Beauty

Bending & Breaking
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Bending & Breaking

Bending & Breaking “There’s rules to the game.” “I know,” he said. “You broke ’em. So now you can’t play.” … Continue reading Bending & Breaking

A New Pair of Pants
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A New Pair of Pants

A New Pair of Pants Baker’s pants were too tight. He finally decided he needed a new pair. Maybe two. … Continue reading A New Pair of Pants

Values
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Values

Values The master artist told his pupil it was time to study value. “Do you know what value is?” The … Continue reading Values

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