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Blog Post #88: ‘I May Move Into This Kitchen and Pay Rent’

An almond butter scent drifted into a bedroom, and seated at a table, algebra book in-hand, Traci inhaled the scent,

Ms. Bakerfield waved a hand, and a barman ambled to her. “Another?” he said. “Please.” He seized a rum bottle

Kemper snatched a bow. “I’ll head into the Western Woods.” She pointed at a sled. “And drag our supper back

G’ December 31st 2023!! Enjoy a tremendous, safe New Year AND practice chapter dubbed ‘Fantastic House’ (..ha!)! Many thanks, and

Galena folded stapled sheets into thirds and slid them into an envelope. “You’re not going to read them?” a