This is your introduction to Bad-Ass Amy, the walking-stalking protagonist of the separate-and-equal sequel of my award-winning book, The Winner’s Circle…

Amy’s entrance in Traverse City, site of Travis Castro’s bar, was not as quiet as she’d intended. The brakes of the truck, in which she’d hitchhiked, screeched and its exhaust belched to foul the air.… ...

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Her entrance was arresting… clandestine, in fact. She was fully dressed, head to toe, and wearing a parka worthy of Alaska.

A salt-and-pepper pageboy, not a hair out of place, topped off her image. She had a well-wrinkled face.

She looked left, then looked right, and then pulled one of the light-weight wicker chairs around the deck – of the indoor pool at the gym.… ...

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First world problems are mocked… until one becomes Personal to Thee or Me.

In early March, the early fright-filled days of COVID-19, our microwave lurched and stopped. Beaucoup chirpy clicks and beeps emerged from its space among the kitchen cabinets. My husband and I were in the midst of morning coffee sips, attempting to ‘come to’ at 7:00 a.m.,… ...

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This tale may not respond to the question posed, yet shares a true event.

It is also healthy and sweet. Happy endings rather than mystery and sad/bad ends are my preferred writing space.

It all began with a power wash of our stucco-sided home, followed by significant window washing post-three months of cluster-f*** construction that occurred within twelve feet of our home.… ...

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