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The Colonel’s Acres
March 13, 2007 in 299 Words, Fiction, Flash Fiction, novels, reading, Short stories, Stories, Very Short Novels, Writing | Tags: Eye Contact, Father, Loss, Love, Romance, Son, Wife | by davidbdale | 10 comments
Dear B—
You can’t imagine how a woman of substance has changed this house and all your boys, me included. Billy brought her, thinking she was his, but they’ve each found reasons to love her, features of you, I think, that they vaguely remember.
Little Red Stickers
March 1, 2007 in 299 Words, Books, Fiction, Flash Fiction, novels, Poetry, Short stories, Stories, Very Short Novels, Writing | Tags: Age, Father, Grief, Self, Sly | by davidbdale | 12 comments
Fifty-five years of job reversals and mortgage payments all come down to this: a slow trickle of bargain hunters with their Penny-Savers, picking through a houseful of used furniture priced to move, each piece tagged with a little red sticker like a drop of blood with numbers penciled in, Read the rest of this entry »
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