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Gifts from Strangers: Wednesday Oct. 15, 2014

Posted on November 20, 2014 by mable33

“It’s a tea set,” June groans, her face twisted in disgust, “the wetback got me a tea set! He thinks I’m five. Mierda!” “A tea set?” I take in the scene; June in her backyard, sitting in a vintage lawn chair, behind her the … Continue reading →

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Mother of a Ham: Tuesday Sept 30, 2014

Posted on November 1, 2014 by mable33

“Oliver?” Sunny asks, his lips hovering an inch above the radio mic. The rest of the small ham setup, Oliver’s old Kenwood 2-meter, sits flat on a folding table in front of him. “Hello?” He adjust the tuner with his thumb and forefinger, carefully … Continue reading →

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An Old Frenemy: Tuesday Aug. 5th, 2014

Posted on August 15, 2014 by mable33

Yep, they’re huge, like tree trunks. I look into the full-length mirror hanging from my closet door, my face contorted in morbid curiosity. Or at least a mid-sized telephone poles. I turn sideways, searching for a good angle. But, like … Continue reading →

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20 Meters Up and a Thousand Miles Away: Saturday Jul. 12th, 2014

Posted on July 28, 2014 by mable33

I’m miles into the stratosphere, alone, freezing, and about to plummet into the ice cold Atlantic… Ok, maybe it’s not that dramatic, but standing on the 20 meter high dive above Greenville’s only municipal pool as dozens of red, chlorinated … Continue reading →

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