Burned Again

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The mess covered the entire kitchen, an outspoken witness to the evening of feasting and fun. Cyndi put her hands on her hips as she called out to her husband and daughter, “Peter. Jenny. I could use some help out here.” She held her breath. “Coming, Mom.” Twelve-year old sweetness resounded down the hall A gravelly reply arrived from the …

Priceless Surprise

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Pam laid the bundle on the oval table. The newspaper unfurled protecting the oak from the dampness. Purple iris, pale roses, pink lupine, and a bit of greenery spilled out. Sunbeams streamed in the window and swallowed up the remainder of the previous night’s raindrops. Her hands moved smoothly, choosing blossoms and trimming stems. The radio filled the kitchen with a mix of spirited …