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Antiques Made While You Wait

It was to be a drive in the country. Nothing more. Little did I know what lay ahead along the back roads of Maine. It was a perfect day to take the MG out for a spin. It had sat in the garage all winter long, up on blocks looking so sad, its British Racing Green paint looked so blue as it waited for the warm days and hot nights of summer. At last it was time. I folded back the...

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Autumn Leaves

It was one of those chores that you hoped would never happen. The changing of the seasons snuck up on us again, and the leaves on our apple orchard, if you can call 18 trees an orchard, had floated carelessly to the ground. And I had to rake them. Life just isn't fair sometimes. There were plenty of things a eighteen year old boy would rather be doing, but my parents had left for...

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In the Shadow of the Stone

We had been traveling through the countryside of Ireland for five days now. It was a beautiful country, but I was starting to get bored. There are only so many sheep a man can take. We were approaching Blarney Castle, home of the infamous Blarney Stone, the magical stone that gives the gift of gab to all that kiss it. The tour bus pulled in next to the Blarney Mills and parked next...

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The Briefcase Affair

"Damn!" Jim muttered to himself. He had forgotten his briefcase next to the kitchen table. He needed it today for his meeting with his new clients and it was 45 minutes back to the house. "Well, no use worrying about it. He had to go back. He just hoped his wife wouldn't still be in the foul mood he left her in. She and he hadn't been seeing eye-to-eye on things lately. He wasn't...

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The Dorm Room

Anne was our best friend. We were inseparable the last two years in college. My wife and I lived in university housing for married students, Anne in the towers across campus. On any giving night we could be found either in our apartment drinking and partying or in the dorm room doing the same. Somehow we still managed to get to class the next day. I still don't know how. This...