Doom sucks. I ought to know, I’ve been scared for years. We’ll get to that part later. On top of everything else, the ten day cycle of repeating snows—it seems like a lifetime—finally pounded the self-respect out of me. The road, you know. The cratered two hundred yards of dirt the county in its wisdom [...]
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The sun came out on Wednesday after a cloudy, snowy stretch. Everybody needed that. We went out for dinner later at her favorite place. After we left the house, a heavy snow squall slammed us hard on the Paseo, but we made it to the restaurant on time. Everything was perfect, and she loved it. [...]
What miracle is this? Too new, too fresh… It probably helped to get as sick as I just did, coughing up bloody gunk and unable to sleep, imagining the worst, a cascade of fear of everything from leaving the wreckage of a life for her to clean up to ever-diminished circumstances if I lived. Sometimes [...]
Even more editing, especially at the end. – JHF Other than the truck, I don’t remember many details of the murder up in Questa sometime after we arrived in ’99. Not the sort of thing to savor, obviously. It happened just outside a bar. The perpetrator used his wheels to crush the victim, back and [...]
Earlier that afternoon I tried to sleep, but I was just too tense. (Daytime naps are sometimes dangerous for me, due to things that wander in behind closed eyes.) After dinner, standing beside the wood store, my eyelids weighed a thousand pounds. I looked up at the clock: “Hey, it’s only seven-thirty! I am so [...]