So my son, a fifth grader, is going on an overnight school field trip to ONSC […]
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Gable blinked. He was standing inside the home he’d shared with Willow for nearly fifty years, exactly where he’d been before he donned the bodysuit. But one thing was different: his wonderful, amazingly beautiful Willow was there, lounging on the couch with a book in her hand, smiling up at him.

— FORB1DD3N FRU1T, from Eventual Beginnings: Stories Short and Longer