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As long as he could remember, their families had been friends, living near each other, vacationing together, attending the same church and schools. He and their youngest daughter were only months...

https://thinspiralnotebook.com/2012/05/08/under-a-full-moon/

After long days of dirty dishes and smelly laundry, piles of pet hair clinging to every surface and equally frustrating piles of bills, the weekend couldn't arrive fast enough. Before the sun ros...

https://thinspiralnotebook.com/2012/05/02/other-side-of-the-door/

It was raining. Not a drenching downpour, more of an annoying, unrelenting shower. The parking lot was full, but I was lucky enough to find an empty spot in front of the Radio Shack, next door to...

https://thinspiralnotebook.com/2012/04/19/id-do-it-again/

"She had to know she'd cause a scandal," Ralf paced across the porch, stopping occasionally to peel chips of paint from the dilapidated railing. "The Family couldn't allow it." Hilda, Ralf's comm...

https://thinspiralnotebook.com/2012/04/10/blacksheep/

Pulling into the parking space, I can see the heat radiating off the black asphalt. Like shimmering, dancing ghosts skimming between the cars, little whirlwinds swirl in the dimming light. Reluct...

https://thinspiralnotebook.com/2012/03/27/i-want-to-go-to-there/

After the initial determination, I read everything I could find. All that did was to scare me even more. One dire prognosis after another, stripping away every strand of hope from my grasp. Since...

https://thinspiralnotebook.com/2012/03/20/in-reverse/