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Tag Archives: grief
The Squad-Part Thirty-Six
They set out the very next day. Equipment was provided, including climbing gear, low-light goggles, medical supplies, as well as food and water. No weapons were offered. The reason given was that there were no threats that required violence to … Continue reading →
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Tagged Books, Conspiracy, Conspiracy Theory, Crowds, Drone, Espionage, Explore, fiction, Funeral, grief, grieving, investigate, investigation, Kindness, Law, Lies, Life, Mysterious, Plans, Prison, Prisoner, Ramirez Lives, Science Fiction, Secret, Secrets, Spying, Threats, Tour, Tragic, Tragic Accident, Trap, trick, tunnel, War, Writing
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The Squad-Part Thirty-Five
It didn’t stop with buttons. The speculation as to Ramirez’s fate became the primary topic of conversation amongst Arcadians. Not just in personal discussions either. It was quickly picked up by the media. Speculation ran wild, from the idea that … Continue reading →
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Tagged Accident, Books, Conspiracy, Conspiracy Theory, Cornered, Crowds, Espionage, Explore, fiction, Funeral, grief, grieving, investigate, investigation, Kindness, Law, Lies, Life, Mysterious, Plans, Prison, Prisoner, Ramirez Lives, Reception, Science Fiction, Secret, Secrets, Spying, Threats, Tour, Tragic, Trap, trick, tunnel, War, Writing
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The Squad-Part Thirty-Four
A photo of Ramirez dominated the back wall, as black bunting lined the walls of this long chapel. The pews were filled with mourners, and weeping could be heard under the somber organ music. Sarge and the rest of Echo … Continue reading →
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Tagged Accident, Books, Conspiracy, Conspiracy Theory, Crowds, Espionage, eulogy, Explore, fiction, Funeral, grief, grieving, investigate, Kindness, Law, Lies, Life, Mysterious, Plans, Prison, Prisoner, Reception, Science Fiction, Secret, Secrets, Spying, Threats, Tour, Tragic, tunnel, War, Writing
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Nothing Lasts Forever-Part Three
This felt like an elaborate prank. Except that, I knew that Iain’s wife was dead and that his sister was worried sick about him. He would have to be an utter sociopath to do something like this. “You saw what … Continue reading →
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Tagged Choices, creative-writing, Déjà vu, Death, Disconect, Drifting Apart, Endings, Family, fiction, friends, Friendship, grief, grieving, Guilt, loss, Love, Magic, second chances, Short Stories, Short Story, Strange, writers, Writing
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Nothing Lasts Forever-Part Two
I’m no actor, so my face told Iain I was even more concerned. “Listen,” I began. “You think I’m delusional.” More of a statement than a question. “I think you suffered a terrible loss. I can’t imagine what you’re going … Continue reading →
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Tagged Change, Choices, creative-writing, Death, Disconect, Drifting Apart, Endings, Family, fiction, friends, Friendship, grief, grieving, loss, second chances, Short Stories, Short Story, Strange, writers, Writing
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Nothing Lasts Forever-Part One
Sometimes, friends drift apart. It can happen because someone moves, gets married, or even when you realize what was your common bond no longer exists. It’s sad, but nothing lasts forever, and after a moment of sorrow, we generally move … Continue reading →
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What We Carry
Rain washed blood from Harper’s leg onto the steep, stone steps, fading from bright red to pink to nothing as it was diluted by water. He took his scarf and bound the cut as tightly as he could but it … Continue reading →
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Tagged Aid, Answers, climbing, creative-writing, enough, farwell, fiction, Forgiveness, good bye, grief, Guilt, Help, Letting go, Loneliness, loss, Mountain, Process, Questions, release, sadness, Short Stories, Short Story, Sorrow, struggle, Tea, why, Writing
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Gratitude
It’s the first anniversary of my mom’s death, so naturally, it’s been much on my mind. Things have gotten better. Which I was assured would happen and they did. While I’m not constantly consumed by grief, it is never far … Continue reading →
Always A Cost-Part Four
The next morning I got up and called Lydia. We agreed to meet at the townhouse at eleven-thirty. She thanked me again with great enthusiasm. As I drank my tea, I looked at the photo of Lee, Lubich, and me. … Continue reading →
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Tagged Books, Cost, Death, Debt, Demons, Detective, Fantasy, Fear, fiction, grief, Guilt, investigation, Karma, Land Mine, Magic, Magicians, Murder, Mysterious, Onus, Past, romance, Short Stories, Short Story, Trauma, Urban Fantasy, War, Writing
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Always A Cost-Part Three
“Hello Magician Ashe.”“You used to call me Uncle Ashe.”“Mom would scold me for that.”“I was very sorry to hear about your mother.”“I think,” Lydia said, “that she started dying after we lost Dad. She used to say we were cursed.”“Did … Continue reading →
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The Writings of Leo Byrne Jenicek 