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from: Sixteen Hours in Qatar. A collection of short stories. My wife, Nalini, meant it as a joke- "Why not register Adba as an ESA animal, now, before we go to India?" Abba, which means 'calamity' in Sanskrit, is our rescued animal. We recently saved her from the Santa Fe Animal Shelter, where she had been abandoned... Continue Reading →
Within the temple, a woman. Her presence secured by the black Escalade and a small secret service detail idling outside. It was Second Lady Usha Vance. She greeted us with a soft smile as each of us pressed our palms and bowed, sharing a soft "Namaste". We weren't surprised when she walked the few steps... Continue Reading →
from: Sixteen Hours in Qatar. A collection of short stories From part one---->>> The young girl's dreams of a 4-H ribbon and a future grass-fed only dairy farm were over. It became a sad story for all concerned. Begin part two below ------->> Most readers are probably familiar with the National ESA pet program. The acronym stands for... Continue Reading →
Page break 2. The Indian Ocean -wip- The cat, which in my mind I was already calling Dirty Socks the name I knew my late murdered father had called it, as well as my grandfather did his incarnation (what other word could I use for this version). It seemed to pay no mind towards me.... Continue Reading →
NOTE: Galley Proof! Author and Editor eyes only! Not intended for publication! I was on deck when dawn morning sun rose, a blurry silver disk low in the east. It was cool and damp. I was still in my light bedclothes but wanted to be on deck to look about and to check the anchor... Continue Reading →
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