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There it was, that wicked smile. Kami knew instantly that he was going to do it. She grabbed for the dashboard with one hand and her seatbelt with the other. Her heart jumped as her bear of an uncle cranked the big old Ford viciously to the right, sending it crashing down the snow-covered embankment

My thoughts for the day, from a Facebook conversation… We’ve always believed in spirits. Sometimes they were people, sometimes animals, sometimes mountains or stars, sometimes just divine wisdom passed on by people with special insight. None of this is right or wrong, it just is. In fact there’s a s

By Dan Holden This morning, I’m sitting on my yacht about a mile off the Cayman Islands coast, taking in the warm rising sun and watching dolphins play around the bow, and I find myself feeling a little sad. One of my girlfriends comes up beside me, leans on the rail and asks what’s wrong. [...]

By Dan Holden Why was she awake? Rain washed against the windows in waves. A storm raged outside, but she usually slept through those. Then she realized her legs and butt were lying in a pool of warm liquid. “Oh my God,” she thought, “that old fuck peed in our bed!” She looked over at [...]

By Dan Holden At four in the morning, it’s hard to see your hands in front of your face…which was a good thing, because Ramon had not bathed in days, and his hands were black with dirt and vegetable oil and sweat. So he tucked them between his knees as the bus rolled through the [...]

In the fall of 1969 my father was reassigned from an Army post in Georgia to a position as the Army Advisor to the Air National Guard in Oregon. He drove my family – my mother, older sister, myself and my brother – all the way across country, towing a boat loaded with our possessions. [...]

By Dan Holden In 1940, Kimiko’s parents lived in the small fishing island of East San Pedro, off the coast of Southern California. The community was made up of mostly first and second-generation Japanese immigrants, but it was already many decades old when little Kimiko lived there. Her father Toku

It was an old scam. Kathy had seen it many times before. A nurse or, more likely, a temp agency staffer, learns some randomly interesting facts about someone in a rest home, or an invalid in a private house. Then they use that information to work their way into a deeper friendship with the elder, [.