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4AM
4AM, I couldn’t sleep, woke and been up since one. I slept downstairs as Bridgette packed, bedroom organized and laid out for the ten day trip in which I’ll remain behind—right or wrong—on the self and professional guilt that the fieldwork is not done and, another body short on the farm and having […]
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Black leather book with gold leafed pages and print on face and spine of same, though not a Bible, she knew it was religious. He read it every day to start his mornings, bookmark’s move one page to the next in procession of the year while many others stood in places of its […]