Tag: my writing
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Throwback Thursday
Happy Anniversary to my mother and father. If they were alive, they would be celebrating their 46th Anniversary. Not a day passes where I don’t think about them and miss their presence in my life. I look at my children and am saddened by the knowledge that they have grown-up without my parents in their […]
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Courage
Hard abs, glistening with sweat, Andy swung the axe. He was chopping wood all day. Ruth fanned herself as she sipped her vodka. She had been watching him from her kitchen window all morning, enjoying delicious thoughts about the many ways she could get him sweaty. She hated to admit it, but she didn’t stand […]
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The Funeral
“Hard to believe it’s been twenty years since you walked out on me.” The voice startled Shane, who was kneeling in front of the casket. Shane winced. He wasn’t prepared for Maggie. “It wasn’t like that.” “What was it like?” Maggie wasn’t one to let things go. “I didn’t expect to see you.” He blurted […]
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It’s A Girl
Waves of pain rippled through my body. It was worse than I imagined. What was I thinking, getting pregnant? It was destined to end in pain. To be fair, my birth plan involved drugs and a sterile hospital. I hadn’t anticipated giving birth during a Finnair flight. Would my baby be American or Finnish? The […]
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The Beginning
“Impressive. She manages to get everyone to kowtow.” I flopped on the wooden bench, exhausted, hating people, and resenting my mother. Closing my eyes, I rubbed my temples. The bench moved as some joined me. My eyes snapped open to Father Jackson’s smiling, portly face. “What’re you thinking?” I was wondering if I could skip […]
J. Rusolo Ward 