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       If you are a CONTRACTOR willing to help RESCUE these victims... 9/29/17 So some of these people are hurting badly. I already found one local contractor who was so shocked by reading about case #3, that he said to me: "I have young daughters myself. This is NOT right. It's getting late in the summer, but I would love to see those girls enjoy their promised pool for what's left of the warm weather. I will be more than willing to heavily discount our services to get the pool going. We normally do Air Conditioning work, so the rest of that mess is not our main line of work. However, let's go there, see what all is going on, and discuss with the homeowner..." So we have a meeting set up with the hopeful homeowners for next...
These memories demand I halt. They scream at me, and my blank face burns at the steam pouring from their open mouths. What do you want from me? They are cold and silent now, like the unfathomed reaches of space. They slowly raise and point fingers at me, in mute accusation, calling up this Lethe. Icy waters rush with sadistic force into my mind. So cold it cuts....
Chapter 4 TO TRAVEL HOPEFULLY Jeremy journeyed to France feeling a mixture of emotions. The decision, once made, after such intense soul searching, to go to war, had brought little spiritual respite. His mind whirred feverishly on. He was excited at the prospect of doing lots of flying, but nervous of new surroundings, new people, new routines. He...
The day is ending in silence the birds have flown away only a few leaves are left on the branches in those neighbouring gardens. I sit silently thinking of you again only my special song is playing "sweet Fur Elise"-my favourite song dedicated to you, my friend... I was thinking of you that evening the feeling was great! These miles that separate us melted away...
Ch.1 SLEEPLESS NIGHTS Jeremy Armstrong lay in bed, gazing up at the ceiling. Wondering. He took another swig of beer, and realized he was getting quite drunk. It didn't matter. He had nowhere to stagger to. He was already home, in bed. Strangely, that was part of the problem. The coal fire had nearly burned itself...
(Jeremy's War: "Prologue". A cinematic 'trailer' introducing a novel, set in World War 1...) A PROMISE The expression on his face was pure terror. The black leather flying helmet and the flying goggles could not hide the mouth that grimaced in a strange manner. At times the lips moved as if in...
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