Tag: revelations
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A Place that was Ours. Chapter Fifteen – Clouds across a Mirror
“Mack and Martin, they go way back.” I had discovered my father eating breakfast in the lounge bar of ‘The Black Horse’. He leaned over the table toward me, confidentially. “It’s a business relationship no-one talks about, son. Not out loud, anyways. Best ter keep it that way.” I didn’t pursue the subject further…
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Getting Religion?
Those who know sweet, opinionated, boiled carrot old me have been treated (frequently) to a discourse concerning my religious beliefs, which are, in a word, nonexistent. Or were. In the last few days I have experienced visitations. Only minor ones; not ethereal visions of unparalleled beauty, or thunderous voices: no, just vague grumblings from aloft. …
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