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  • When the Storm Passes By

    My eyes were glued to the television. The house was dark and quiet with the exception of my husband’s snores and an occasional rumble of thunder in the distance. The storm was coming. I…

    Apr 28
  • Three Minutes and Thirty Seconds

    Three minutes and thirty seconds. That was it. You might be more understanding if this story started with a number like three hours or even thirty minutes, but no. Three minutes and thirty seconds…

    Mar 15