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River of Dreams #24: Black Lace Toy Pistol

Chapter 12 Karen Masterson’s Brain The old Subaru station wagon that cruised down Sir Francis Drake Boulevard through Fairfax was white but not shiny. A dirty sheen masked its purer nature. On the side of road stood a young woman … Continue reading →

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River of Dreams #23: Photography and Skipping Rocks

Chapter 11 Down By the Stream on Sunday Afternoon   Maddie and Essie walked down to the store to get film for the camera, and then realized that it didn’t matter if the camera had film or not. But, finally, … Continue reading →

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River of Dreams #22: Connections

Chapter 10 Messages Answered: More Questions Emmylou remembered the message as she came in about noon from the rest of her chores.  She was shaky and drained having had only coffee and some toast up to that point and ready … Continue reading →

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River of Dreams #21: Love and Hope

Chapter 8 2 Sunday Messages Emmylou moved the goat pen to a new spot where the underbrush was thick and came back up to the house. The coop people from Felton would come later for yogurt, kefir, and cheese. She … Continue reading →

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River of Dreams #20:Goat’s Milk and Bluegrass

Chapter 6 Meanwhile Back at The Ranch Emmylou Finegold moved with steady grace up the walk to the old farmhouse that used to be the main building of a school and before that a farmhouse of a retired police chief … Continue reading →

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