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The Rehal World: March 2013
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My thoughts on everyday occurences that most of us can relate to. Things that happen in the real/Rehal world. Let's talk about current events, books, our grandchildren, shopping, embarrassing moments or whatever is on our minds. A slice of moon hangs over the night. A sliver of golden yellow against a cobalt sky. Its crescent shape,. Corners turned upward, toward Heaven, resembles a smile. On a cold winter eve, this shard of light guides me, brightens my journey,. Leads the way home. 2012 at the Grovelan...
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The Rehal World: December 2010
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My thoughts on everyday occurences that most of us can relate to. Things that happen in the real/Rehal world. Let's talk about current events, books, our grandchildren, shopping, embarrassing moments or whatever is on our minds. A slice of moon hangs over the night. A sliver of golden yellow against a cobalt sky. Its crescent shape,. Corners turned upward, toward Heaven, resembles a smile. On a cold winter eve, this shard of light guides me, brightens my journey,. Leads the way home. S trip was amazing!
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The Rehal World: August 2009
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My thoughts on everyday occurences that most of us can relate to. Things that happen in the real/Rehal world. Let's talk about current events, books, our grandchildren, shopping, embarrassing moments or whatever is on our minds. A slice of moon hangs over the night. A sliver of golden yellow against a cobalt sky. Its crescent shape,. Corners turned upward, toward Heaven, resembles a smile. On a cold winter eve, this shard of light guides me, brightens my journey,. Leads the way home. Links to this post.
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The Rehal World: May 2012
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My thoughts on everyday occurences that most of us can relate to. Things that happen in the real/Rehal world. Let's talk about current events, books, our grandchildren, shopping, embarrassing moments or whatever is on our minds. A slice of moon hangs over the night. A sliver of golden yellow against a cobalt sky. Its crescent shape,. Corners turned upward, toward Heaven, resembles a smile. On a cold winter eve, this shard of light guides me, brightens my journey,. Leads the way home. Saturday, May 5, 2012.
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The Rehal World: February 2011
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My thoughts on everyday occurences that most of us can relate to. Things that happen in the real/Rehal world. Let's talk about current events, books, our grandchildren, shopping, embarrassing moments or whatever is on our minds. A slice of moon hangs over the night. A sliver of golden yellow against a cobalt sky. Its crescent shape,. Corners turned upward, toward Heaven, resembles a smile. On a cold winter eve, this shard of light guides me, brightens my journey,. Leads the way home. Is now online at.
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The Rehal World: April 2010
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My thoughts on everyday occurences that most of us can relate to. Things that happen in the real/Rehal world. Let's talk about current events, books, our grandchildren, shopping, embarrassing moments or whatever is on our minds. A slice of moon hangs over the night. A sliver of golden yellow against a cobalt sky. Its crescent shape,. Corners turned upward, toward Heaven, resembles a smile. On a cold winter eve, this shard of light guides me, brightens my journey,. Leads the way home. Another Disney trip ...
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The Rehal World: CAROUSEL KISSES LAUNCHED AT LAST!
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My thoughts on everyday occurences that most of us can relate to. Things that happen in the real/Rehal world. Let's talk about current events, books, our grandchildren, shopping, embarrassing moments or whatever is on our minds. A slice of moon hangs over the night. A sliver of golden yellow against a cobalt sky. Its crescent shape,. Corners turned upward, toward Heaven, resembles a smile. On a cold winter eve, this shard of light guides me, brightens my journey,. Leads the way home. Is now online at.
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Sheriff Andy Taylor and my Wife's Best Friend - A Few Years in the ValleyA Few Years in the Valley
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A Few Years in the Valley. Published short stories, flash fiction, and poetry by writer Kip Hanson. Sheriff Andy Taylor and my Wife’s Best Friend. March 23, 2013. Yesterday my wife caught me with a picture of her best friend Liz. It was the one of her at the Christmas party, wearing the skimpy red dress and the reindeer antlers. It’s my favorite photo. Jesus, Jen. Ever heard of knocking? She doesn’t buy it. Bastard, she says, and runs for the car keys. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Your email address will ...
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Build a Teepee, Come Inside - A Few Years in the ValleyA Few Years in the Valley
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A Few Years in the Valley. Published short stories, flash fiction, and poetry by writer Kip Hanson. Build a Teepee, Come Inside. March 23, 2013. Read the rest: http:/ www.fiction365.com/2013/01/build-a-teepee-come-inside/. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *. Notify me of follow-up comments by email. Notify me of new posts by email. Laquo; Sheriff Andy Taylor and my Wife’s Best Friend. Places to Find Me. A Twist of Noir.
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McGee and the Garden Hose - A Few Years in the ValleyA Few Years in the Valley
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A Few Years in the Valley. Published short stories, flash fiction, and poetry by writer Kip Hanson. McGee and the Garden Hose. February 6, 2013. On the day James McGee decided to end his life, his wife had called him an asshole. You’ll never be happy, Jimmy, said Helen. They sat at opposite ends of the kitchen table, middle-aged opponents squared off on a suburban battlefield. McGee planned to endure today’s skirmish as he had countless others, through a tactic of silent indifference. Places to Find Me.
