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I almost called out sick on Friday, but I didn't know the medical definition for the kind of sickness I had. Is there such a thing as a hangover caused by dreams, whether from sleep or when awake? Either way, I couldn't make a reasonable case for...
Watercourse Way
As the three of us moved toward the front door, I took long, lingering looks at the bunkhouse, wondering, dreaming, thinking of what it might have been like, perhaps even wondering what it might be like now. The main house seemed palatial by...
FlashFic: After the Funeral
He lies dozing in my arms, finally having cried his fill. I still pet the pup's long, silken headfur tenderly, wishing that I could take away from him some of the pain, but knowing that pain at least as well as himself. It's not an easy thing, losing...
We'll Always Have Coffee
The line never gets either longer or shorter, with the exception of brief lulls that allow the staff a chance to straighten up the place a bit. I know just about all of the staff, on most of the shifts, even when they juggle their schedules around....
Tea and Empathy
My impulse, at that point, was to go back to my room and hide away from everything and everyone. I felt more tired than anything else, although I also felt uncertain of how everyone really felt about... No. That wasn't true. The welcome was real. I was...
Maxwell 2
# Maxwell 2 **Saturday, July 23, 2001** The great golden bear sat in one of the large, high-backed booths at the back of the local draft house. It was one of the reasons that he liked the place - they had furniture and space to accommodate the Ursine...
A Short Walk to the Past
The sound of new shoppers at the door convinced me to withdraw my forepaws, but not too swiftly. I tried telling myself that it was in order to let Darkstar move to greet them, welcome them, ask if he could help them find anything, rather than that I...
Identity Theft, Part 4
As things turned out, the dog’s forepaw was saved from being skewered by a secret agent who was protecting his honor, or at least his dessert. The cake was too perfect to be interfered with, and the one serving was quite enough on its own. By the time...
Breaking Bread
Darkstar and I padded back to the staircase with no one else in sight. It occurred to me that more than one wicker hamper might be making a trip down the dumbwaiter tonight. I felt as if I should make some sort of conversation, but he didn't start one,...
Identity Theft, Part 3
_“Still with you, Nathaniel.”_ I hoped so. My breathing, or Rawlins’ body’s breathing, was getting a little shallow. Remembering who I was pretending to be, I panted, “Slow down a little; I’m old, and I’m not going anywhere.” “No, you aren’t,” the...
Chapter Two: Day of Princess
I woke up the next morning with my sister's arms wrapped round me and I saw her sleeping she grew up fast. I proud to have her for a sister she's never shy, always trying to help others, tries to bring out the good side of everything, and never tries...
Chapter 6: Rescue and Recovery
Quote: Have you ever felt uncomfortable in your own skin? Maybe there's a reason... That was how I remembered it. The fact that I was remembering it meant either that there really was something to this whole life-after-death thing, or I wasn't...