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A hiss-pop-crackle and a couple of orange sparks shot a foot into the air, signaling the death of the fire. Tiny flames flickered on the end of a spent log and danced away on wisps of smoke. Maybe the fire was tired of fighting the constant prairie wind and gave up. Maybe like me, the fire was lost under the sea of stars and wanted to be still. To be part of the hushed symphony t...
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“Shut up! Oh my GOD! Stop crying before I put you through the wall!” His eyes, sweaty and wide, pinned the son to the spot on the floor. A clenched fist. Spittle flying from the father’s mouth with each verbal arrow shot. The son was sitting on his bed when the father had thrown the door open and fired his first salvo at the ten-year-old boy. The son then found himself on the cold tile floor, trying to squeeze into a corner and disappear. Head bowed as if it would protect him from words, he gazed at a spot on the well-worn floor. The...
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