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Slow Burning Fire

A writer spends Christmas Eve in a secluded cabin during a blizzard.

Soaked! Nothing could be more disappointing than crawling into bed and laying in an icy wet spot. I jump out and pull the heavy brown quilt down to discover the cause of the wetness. I don't drink in my bed, it can't be anything I've spilled on the bed. I...

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Two Voices from the Garden

Eve and Adam remember the day they ate the forbidden fruit

EVE'S HUNGERWas it hunger for the fruit that made me reachand pluck from the forbidden tree that Autumn day,that made me turn and smell its fragrance,see it shining in that slant of light,walk, then run through weeds above my knees,shove aside the bending...