Recently I asked fans on my Facebook page if they had any questions about “Small Things,” […]
Here’s the prologue to Threads. Please excuse any typos, they will of course be cleaned up […]
Lost in thoughts of love and longing, Shawn carried the backpack he had retrieved from Jenny’s house earlier in the evening to the closet when a strange odor wrinkled his nose. Puzzled, sniffing the air, he followed the odor to the back of the closet.
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