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The old clock stopped.   The mirror it had faced for most of its life reflected a blotchy 6:32. It stopped there like the final date on a gravestone.  Its brass pendulum dangled dormant below the face.  It was new on … Continue reading →

         Gus Peterman had the rest of his days ahead to look forward to. Both of them            Of course, that wasn’t much of a surprise. Once you’re diagnosed with terminal cancer, once you’ve gone through the whole denial, bargaining thing, you’re … Continue reading →

The memo went around the trading floor.  Finally, after threatening, after complaining, after squeezing an added few weeks to his already long vacation allowance, after working remotely two days a week, and after years of discussing his rich bucket list … Continue reading →

Geoffrey Lewis looked south where the clouds had gone greyer and lower. Nothing. He listened for the helicopter. Maybe with weather coming in, they’d take the big aluminum boat with the warm cuddy cabin. But all he heard were waves … Continue reading →

Harry made suggestive gestures around the voluptuous crystal ball. Eyes rolled back into his head, he chanted words that could have been Arabic, he even invoked Allah, with a smattering of Hebrew he recalled from a Bar Mitzvah, but most … Continue reading →

The panic erupted in the middle of his sleep.  It was like a fire alarm going off in his head, a realization that he’d left a pot of soup boiling on the stove or the bathtub running, and he’d driven … Continue reading →

(I haven’t written much for months as I’ve been traveling with Pippa, the boys, friends, fishing, sailing and starting classes again. This one is a bit namby bamby but I want to get back into the spirit. I doubt most … Continue reading →