Monthly Archives: March 2015

she

His eyes are brown.  She knew that of course but she stared at the brown eyes like they were the first time she’d seen them.  They were tired eyes but they still managed to twinkle as they looked at her. … Continue reading

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home again

I was surrounded by the comfort of all that is familiar to me wondering how much longer that comfort would remain. There really is nothing like sleeping in your own bed.  My bed which will soon be in a storage … Continue reading

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