When Steph called about the upcoming horse show, she assured Joan everything was self-sufficient. The show wouldn’t be a problem, and the contract had been signed along with the liability releases. Famous last words. Joan was retired and had no intention of immersing herself in the workings of the horse farm ever again. A month…
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A Short Story – Memories Of Mommy Dee © Elsa Wolf
Elaine drove down a residential road lined with aspen trees, their leaves had turned into the orange and yellow of autumn. As a child she didn’t know the road’s name, but now she knew it to be called Bryce Street. Memories flooded into the front of her consciousness. The events of these memories shaped her…
