Day: August 13, 2009

Night of the Shooting Stars

After a day filled with cleaning and packing I got discouraged and went to bed at 8:30. Shortly before 11 pm the doorbell rang. I woke up enough to decide to ignore it. It rang again. I was curious but unmoved. The third time I grabbed a pillow to cover the front of my unclothed me, peeked out the door and saw a military-green motorcycle on my lawn. It’s a beautiful night for a ride, […]

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