We were all tired, it was late and the drive home seemed long. Ken was driving, my daughter Dakota riding shotgun, sister Mary and I drowsing in the back seat of the CRV. “There’s a bunny,” Dakota says quietly as we drive the country road. Instantly I’m awake and alert. Ken doesn’t slow down. “Bunny,”
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Me and Mr, Jones have a thing going on…
Every summer I wave at Mr. Jones when I see him outside tending his tomatoes. He’s the king of tomatoes, corn, beans, potatoes, zucchini and lettuce. I wave at him and he always waves back. Mr. Jones loves his downhome veggie patch. And I love Mr. Jones because he’s doing exactly what makes him happy.
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My Teeth Started Doing the Cha-Cha…
Violent chills rocked my arms, my throat swelled, my knees knocked and it was 50/50 whether I was going to fall down. I got scared. In the space of an hour I was sick, sick, sick. I knew I’d bite the thermometer into little mercury pools so scratch that. I warmed up a rice bag
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