Awakening. Imagine you have slept with your arm under your body, squeezing off the circulation so that the limb is completely insensate. You roll off your arm and it flops free- you can feel the circulation returning, fresh blood rushing in as your arm returns to life in a tingling rush, sometimes quite [...]

Posted on September 22nd, 2003 by Zsallia
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We were riding together. It was the spring of our second year and the house was rebuilt, the children were as settled and adjusted as anyone could expect and we finally had some time to devote to ourselves. No genteel traveling for us, instead we packed up what we needed and struck out [...]

Posted on September 19th, 2003 by Zsallia
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“I have been wondering, is there anything you cannot do?”
I lifted my eyes from my book and smiled at my husband, “Whatever are you talking about?”
“Mrs. Trembley. A woman who could not bring herself to offer a civil hello to the new Pastor for three years invites you to join her for Sunday Tea [...]

Posted on September 19th, 2003 by Zsallia
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How do you tell somebody you love that you are not what you seem to be? How do you tell anyone that you are immortal?
I met Jeremy in California in 1829. We journeyed together across what was then northern Mexico, pretending to be an Irish couple to avoid problems with what few local [...]

Posted on September 18th, 2003 by Zsallia
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