On Christmas Eve 1985 in Frankfurt, a young American soldier on guard duty experienced a heartwarming moment. A jovial group of German locals, slightly inebriated, offered him a bottle of wine while singing festive wishes. This unexpected gesture transformed his cold, lonely night and left a lasting impression.
THE KITTEN AND THE ROSE Beth gazed out the window holding a now cold mug of coffee in her hands. It was windy outside and hadbeen drizzling all night. “The day looks like I feel,” she mused. The terrible events of two years ago came to her, unbidden, as they had every day since. The…
I wrote this back in March of 2009 after I dreamed some of the sequences the night before. I saved it. I’ve been looking at it, kicking it around and putting it away for a long time now. I’m wondering if I should attempt to flesh it out. ******************** It’s a moonlit night, still….quiet……on the…