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No Footprints in the Snow Skyler looked up to see the canopy of leafless branches waving above him. They’d been walking this path together for months. He needed to keep on with that schedule no matter what. It snowed the night before. Just a few inches, and the sun came out that morning. During that afternoon walk, the path was white. It glistened with light. Wearing hat, gloves and a winter jacket, Skyler’s body was warm, but his blue eyes were cold. Cold as ice. Something inside him had shriveled up. He looked down. Footprints of his part...
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Chosen Family “Ezekiel, there’s no logical reason to use this family or this baby in this situation. No reason at all. This should not be a chosen family, and what could this child do or not do!” Ezekiel sat three feet above Corinth behind a glass desk placed on platform. He held a feather quill made from one of his own feathers. He closed the large tome he’d been writing in, and looked down at Corinth. “It makes no difference my friend. There is nothing I can do anyway. It has been forecasted, and you…” “Wait!” Corinth said, interrupting h...
During the past years, his only daughter Emma had been the only celebrant at his Birthday parties, but at that point she had not arrived yet. Butch Greenfield was turning seventy-five this time, and there was a tear in his eye as he looked at seven people sitting at the dining room table. William and Walter were there too. Exact twins, tall, willowy and blonde, Will had disappeared into the kitchen while Walter was talking to Butch. “Did you know I had my own will drawn up and I left it at the bank. It’s always a good idea to take care of t...
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