Sinking Deep

There’s a little known story about a guy named Jack and a girl named Rose. Rose didn’t share her space with Jack, so he died. Oh, you know the story?  I saw the movie Titanic when I was 12 years old, and even then, it didn’t make sense. They were lovers. They spent the entire…

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Deciding to Stay.

I looked at my bedroom that was filled with pewter bowls, kitchen appliances, lingerie and Wedgewood china and wiggled my engagement ring off my finger as I sighed a long sigh and closed my eyes.

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The Woman Who Held My Face.

There was a flurry of excitement with people arriving at “The Castle” in Glen Eyrie in Colorado Springs.

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