In times past, when the sun seemed to grow cold and civilizations abated,
it fell to just a few to keep the flickering ember that was knowledge from fading.

Bed Time Story

Daddy! There’s a monster under my bed!!

Healing mishap -6-
ByLanzaq
Verris stood back up a scowl on his face. "Well, this is a fine mess I am in. My wonderful teacher is actually a MAN, I have one of the worst clerics in history dealing with our wounded and afflicted. Our sleeping swordswoman over there is staying true to her name and STILL SLEEPING, and probably the most light hearted, and laugh-happy archer I have ever seen. Aren't archers supposed to be super disciplined and all Steal from the rich and give to the poor types? To me you look like the person that would be willing to beat up an old lady if you learned she had more than ten gold on her." Verris screamed.

A Wife's Indulgence chapter 6

A friend of WannabeGinger's

My day at the salon had been enlightening. I came home a different woman, knowing that my husband would be a different man! Androgyny appealed to me more than I'd expected….. There were unexamined corners of our relationship that we might probe this evening. He/she, I knew, was nervous. I, too, as his wife, was nervous but also extremely excited! I couldn't wait to reach the driveway at home……

The Homecoming

Andrew finds his Father in the midst of organizing several builders who, with some assistance from several hundred warriors, are in the process of felling trees for use in building as well as clearing the tree stumps and leveling portions of the land in preparation of building. There is a gentle slope to the land which will assist greatly in the drainage of the area should there be a hard rain, which always seems to happen when one least expects it, and the entire area appears to be quite adequate for the buildings and creation of a grassy field for use as a training ground. While the entire scene viewed from afar appears to be a ‘mad-house’, upon closer inspection everything may be determined to be well orchestrated with many logs being brought to the mill and kilns which have been hastily erected within the initial clearing.

Spring
by Barbara Lynn Terry

I was five years old in the winter of 1953-1954. I remember that Christmas and Easter very well. It was just like every other Christmas and Easter, but this year, something was about to happen that I had only prayed about.

Let me take you back to just after Thanksgiving, 1953, and the start of the Christmas shopping season.

Part I - Ronnie is not a happy boy.

WHY DADDY WHY

What made you fear
So you couldn’t be here
Why daddy why daddy why

Marissa and Cindy have a ‘mother-daughter’ conversation. Marissa proves to be much wiser about things than was first indicated. Cindy comes to the conclusion that her mother is a witch, and just like Bobbie’s mother, Sally, something has happened to prevent her magic from developing. There are some problems at school. Three of the students are particularly bigoted, and don’t hold back about revealing their displeasure with Don’s racial origin. This is a project for The Wizard.

Our friend and generally sweet little old lady, Edith had had her fashion show with her unusual models, it had been a great success, but what of the future. How would the five men react to their experience, how would the wives respond to seeing their 'men' in frocks.
This postscript I hope answers some of those questions.

I have heard that medical mistakes are made all the time, but my parents never thought I would become another one of the statistics. I suffered from a torn ligament in my right knee. I had been out jogging yesterday morning when I stepped in a hole and heard a pop. I went down writhing in pain holding my knee. I had to use my cell phone to call home and tell my mother what happened. She came and picked me up and we made our way to the hospital where I was taken for an MRI. The doctors told us that the damage required surgery.

'How would you like me to buy you lunch at the Kingsford Manor, in return for you doing me a favour?' It seemed an innocent enough question that his photographer friend Rosemary asked. She wanted him to pose wearing some of Charley's clothes so she could sell them on e-bay. There was only one problem.