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The Long Dark Fall

The Long Dark Fall

This story, like many in The Last Word collection, is based on a true incident. See more stories in this collection and others at the Short Stories &c. link above. (for Phoebe) The moon was just past full. What is called a waning gibbous moon. So close to full it could be considered full, for all intents and purposes. Just a single night past full. It was minutes after midnight, and the moon was high in the sky, making the…

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Two Shots

Two Shots

This story, like many in The Last Word collection, is based on a true incident. See more stories in this collection and others at the Short Stories &c. link above. The jungle was not quiet that morning. I don’t remember it being quiet, not quiet like maybe it would be, as they dragged the two of them to the center of us. The boy was just 16, the girl not even. They were surrounded, encircled by the rest of us,…

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Punctuation Pariahs

Punctuation Pariahs

This is going to be a gripe fest. Pull up a brewski and pop open a comfortable chair and settle in for it. Some things just have to be said. Let’s start with my biggest gripe. Know what it is? You guessed it. Exclamation points. Bangs. Screamers. Shriekers. ! ! ! ! ! And lots of other names, some of which are not for utterance in polite company (we can, once more, thank the Brits for those). If I had…

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Suspending Disbelief

Suspending Disbelief

I just finished watching a movie, the 1987 Suspect, starring Cher as an attorney, Dennis Quaid as a lobbyist and juror, and Liam Neeson as a deaf and dumb homeless person accused — falsely, it turns out — of murder. It’s all very 1980s, complete with the melodrama, fashions, music, over-saturated color, and earnest plot, and with Toronto standing in for an American city, in this case Washington, D.C. The movie is okay, if a bit slow-paced and low-key at…

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Trying to Reason with Hurricane Season

Trying to Reason with Hurricane Season

Thank you, Jimmy Buffett, for that title. It’s June 1 in this part of the world, and here in Florida that means just one thing: It’s the first day of Hurricane Season. We mark our lives by seasons. Spring, Summer, Autumn (which some of us call Fall), and Winter. Wet and dry. High and Low. Tourist and Quiet. Hurricane Season, and the other half of the year. It’s a way of marking time, which seems (at least to me) to…

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