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August 5, 2020January 31, 2021

Terroir

“You the som?” a white-coated woman asks from the doorway. She wipes her hands on a towel and appraises me up and down.  “Yes,” I say. “Jacoby Willis, the sommelier.”  The Captain had joked I should pronounce the name like ‘jack-a-bee’, but I pronounce it the usual way. He had laughed over the job title…

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July 20, 2020January 31, 2021

In Defense Of Breakfast

“You won’t have the votes.” Alex shakes her head in disbelief. “But…We can’t just…” Brianna smiles sadly and grasps the younger woman’s shoulder. “I get it, this is your first time sitting at the table. You want to make your mark. But believe me when I tell you that this isn’t a fight you can…

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July 5, 2020January 31, 2021

The Green

Back before I died I was never much of a reader. Books, novels – they seemed just a bunch of words thrown about like grass from a lawn mower. These authors would go on and on about what so and so was wearing or eating or thinking. But they never really meant anything. I think…

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October 14, 2016January 31, 2021

Cindy

“You know, I really resent that term” “What would you rather be called?” I squint, unprepared for such a response. “I don’t know, maybe call me Cindy? That is my name after all.” “You have a name then?” Cindy rolls her eyes and I look back at my list of questions. “Well,” I regroup, “Mental…

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September 26, 2016January 31, 2021

The Nightly Knight

“Oh for Arra’s sake!” I turned and stared at the bottles behind the counter to hide my expression. “What?” Todd asked. “The third bloody time this bloody week!” I grumbled, grinding my teeth. “What is?” Todd looked at me and then the dusty bottles lined up on the shelf. “Bloody adventurers, that’s what.” Todd looked…

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May 11, 2016January 31, 2021

The Kindest Cut

“Hello! I’m Doctor Dillon. Please sit down.” The doctor shuffled through papers on a clipboard while nodding and muttering to himself. The curls of his hair sparkled in the fluorescent light. Jane sat in the indicated chair. Her eyes wandered over the diplomas on the wall. A poster hung just behind the doctor with a…

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April 7, 2016January 31, 2021

Dinner with Dante

Dante wears a crisp gray suit with the top button undone and his hair tousled, either in roguish indifference or meticulously sculpted to appear so. He has a drink already, something clear with ice and a lime wedge. He stirs it absently as I approach. He stares into the crowded restaurant dining room until he notices…

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