Tag: writing
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The Best Gift
A lazy Saturday is rare. Usually we are scheduled from the moment we wake up with to-do’s and don’t-want-to’s (but will) often involving the dreaded trip to the grocery store. This day I have been granted a reprieve. There is an impending snowstorm that makes grocery shopping a foolish endeavor. There probably isn’t any bread…
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Further Away
I saw Grammy last night. I made the 45 minute drive to Melrose after work, part two of my day. I parked at the train station and walked to her building, and up the covered ramp where I let myself in through the dirty glass doors. My mother gave me my own set of keys…