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Under Cover of Night

Under cover of night. I lurk, watching, creeping, slowly moving from the shadow of one tree to a boulder. Crickets were making a matting sound, burning in the fire of the mating season. The sounds of the night. I must avoid the dry leaves on the ground, but they are […]

The Mailman

“The mail man is here. Go get the mail. I know there is a letter from your brother today.” Said Mathilda while she was whipping her eggs. It was little Joe’s birthday and he was sure to get a cake this year. Joe was playing in the back yard. He […]

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