The Mystery of the Disappearing Laundry
Follow me Gentle Readers. If one of your previously-ornery-children, now a fine young grown-up man, asked you to write a story about him when he was a mischievous little boy,…
Read moreFollow me I recall the day little Mack crept out onto the porch where I was stealing a few moments to myself, and asked an enigmatical* question. “Mom, the walls…
Read moreFollow me Andrew dropped it quite casually in our laps one night when he and his little family were out to our place for supper. “Oh, I got chosen to…
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