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Lesson 1 – Saturday evening

Between the birds chirping their last chirps for the day, the sound of heavy breathing and running shoes hitting the gravel are the only sounds in the forested area of the university campus. MJ loves to run through the woods, … Continue reading →

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Lesson 1: The Hexagon (a typical Saturday)

Dean Vanheuven was standing by the hand-rail at the edge of the decking, running his eyes over the crowd. They all looked to be NASA employees or their plus-ones. Although there were a few of the women he didn’t recognize … Continue reading →

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Lesson 1 – Homework

“Don’t Change Your Husband” April 1918, Pittsburgh, PA The sweet smell of cake and meatloaf wafted through the kitchen on what would be the Miekley family’s last day of normalcy. Minnie stood with her hands on her hips, admiring her … Continue reading →

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Lesson 1: Saturday Night

Tick…. Tock. The silver second hand continues its hypnotic cycle.Tick…. Tock. The white face looks out at the room, waiting, watching. Tick…. Tock. A deep breath whistles into creaking lungs.Tick…. Tock. A snore rattles out.Tick…. Tock. The ebony minute hand … Continue reading →

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Shady 1

Shady loves Saturdays because today and tomorrow are not school days. His back and sides are still stinging from the beating he received from the four corners’ gang of shit heads who, besides living close to his home, also attended … Continue reading →

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Lesson 1

“Ellie!” I called, setting out the treats for movie night. This was my favorite part of the week. Ellie and I would pick out a movie, snuggle on the couch with our favorite blanket, snack, and relax until she fell … Continue reading →

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A Missive from Court

“Kimon Simyonovich, vladytchets, please, there is a courier mail from court,” Irina Borisovna said, hurrying into the early evening private time of their highnesses. “It arrived this afternoon from Sokol airport, by military jet nonetheless, and the courier refused to … Continue reading →

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Saturday night at the farm

Jareth was in the barn, taking care of Storm. She was a beautiful horse and they had bonded over the years since she was a foal. Jareth had witnessed her birth when he was a teenager and it had inspired … Continue reading →

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Lesson 1 – Lee’ ordinary Saturday disrupted

I’ve finally begun this course! Had subscribed months ago, but never made space in my days. On a short vacation now, I’m finally getting going. Feels good. Here goes the first 10 minutes or so (forgot to time) My story … Continue reading →

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Lesson 1- Something intrudes on the ordinary world

Eight thirty-eight on Saturday night.  I meet Ms. Jameson and her yappy but infuriatingly adorable Yorkie on the corner.  Ms. Jameson and I wave, and Frida pulls with all her tiny might to come say hello to Gavin, who ignores … Continue reading →

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