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Bone Yards and Berserkers

Novel By: TL Boehm
Historical fiction

Breaking fictional bread and branches with some of my more notable potential ancestors. This fictional bit of time travel is a simply a thinly disguised mechanism to combine my love of storytelling with my love of cataloguing the deceased. This is a VERY rough draft in its current incarnation. Be honest but gentle... View table of contents...


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Submitted:May 2, 2012    Reads: 4    Comments: 1    Likes: 0   

"Ron's not really your Dad," Mom said it flatly, like she'd asked me to pass the salt at the dinner. "Only reason I married Ron was to get out ofHowardCity. Here, you remember George; he's your real dad. "

I studied the picture of mom's soldier sweetheart. This dark, furry werewolf in navy dress bore no resemblance to my freckled, face and straight brown hair. Was this lie her capstone in a life dedicated to destroying her daughter? Did she really despise Ron so much she would take his only child from him? Mutely, I placed the picture on the table, biting my lip so I wouldn't cry


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