The aging process did take its toll, both on the physical body and with that his emotions were effected. But he never lost sight of what he had planned. This passion is being passed on daily, through our own feelings.
It was Sunday morning and the sun felt warm as it shined through the cool windows. My insides retained a certain amount of that comfort, but yet I felt sad and slightly down. Something was missing, but I wasn’t quite sure what. I have been fighting a headache all week but never to the point of taking anything for it. This feeling has stayed with me for a few days.
Hearts of Gold
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by
Frank P. Whyte
Portland, Oregon is known as the City of Roses. Of course that’s an odd name for a city whose mere mention conjures images of driving winds and torrential ra
Deputy Dave Jenkins investigates the murder of local high school principal, Jerry Egge, but this is a multi-faceted novel that deals with spiritualism, romance, friendship, and children who fall through the cracks.
"Murder isn't usually this
A homonymless man writes shows what it's like to look up the laid he skirts when you’re lying prone(d) to the sidewalk, beer / joint / needle dangling from your hand /lips / arm.
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