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Random First Lines:A short memoir about the life and death of my grandmother. (I'm thinking about eventually publishing this but I would love to hear some feedback... » Read
Eve awoke to a room full of sunlight. A fresh morning breeze lifted the muslin curtain then dropped it playfully as it rippled through the material. She had slept well and yet she felt as if she could lie there all day. The past few days had been emotionally draining and trying to replace the...
By Lane Zegular
AN ALLEGORY OF A CHRISTIAN PILGRIM WHO IS BEGINNING HIS SPIRITUAL JOURNEY ALONG WITH HIS BEAUTIFUL LOVELY SINGING WIFE...