Fiction
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By Carol Roper ________________________________________ Pink sunrise bathed the mountains and valley outside the plate glass kitchen windows of Lucy Curtis and Greg Green’s custom-built hillside home on the North Pacific Coast of Mexico. Despite Greg’s misgivings about the country, life there had been problem-free with one exception. Lucy sat on a ladder-back chair in the…
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by Carol Roper The first time Dani’s husband told her he was leaving her she felt like she had stumbled into a bottomless crevice. She stood beside the bed where they had made love the night before, transferring the contents of a black purse to a red Steve Madden purse she recently found on sale…
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Reality, like money, God or traffic signs is a group agreement, a concept. It changes with time and location, occurs in increments or instantaneously is desired or undesired the result is the same disorientation. What was is no longer. Written by Carol Roper. Driving a silver Honda CRV south on California Interstate 5, Jules Hall…
