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UnanticipatedDavid C. RussellKasey’s life had variety at any perceived angle. Professionally, an insurance adjuster.Private life: In her early forties, she was divorced, no children, owned her home in Okemose, a neighboring town to East Lansing, Michigan. She volunteered her time at the care facility where her aging parents resided, and at the public library where and when needed.Kasey liked to attend some classical performances or scheduled author lectures at Michigan State University. The campus surroundings enlivened her memories of colle...
Serve And Return David C. Russell I was able to complete the tennis match with my friend, though this Warm Spring day, more stress and strain seemed required. “You’re coughing a lot, and your eyes look a little inflamed,” he remarked as we had an after-game drink in the Student Union grill. “You know how to make a girl feel charmed,” I quipped. “No, really, I don’t mean to offend, but…” “But in your estimation, I have appeared as death warmed over,” I said. This occurred on Thursday, and final exams and comps would occur campus-wide b...
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This Story has instances of sexual innuendo that may be sensitive. Heart-felt Holiday David Russell WC 2,502 Tension filled the space shared by Rachel and Michael as cords from the harpist played to entertain diners at Vermont’s eloquent but quaint Stoner’s Ski Resort and Chalet. The soft, soothing tones from the harp contrasted the worry induced by a text message on Michael’s mobile device. A corner fireplace offered pleasant aroma from the smoldering logs within. "Who's the text from?" Rachel asked breaking their silence....
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