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Ferg and the Camp Fire Remembered

Ferg and the Camp Fire Remembered

Meanwhile, Ferg continued muttering while he scraped and re-scraped the griddle. The ham was long gone, and he was about to run out of pancake mix. Maybe I  can water it down…and serve meals on paper plates. He muttered some more, sighed, and then re-focused on his...

Paradise Lost, Part Two

Paradise Lost, Part Two

By the time she’d made her way to Booth #1, Grace’s legs felt as if she’d slogged twenty-four miles. Her heart had met its test of endurance—so far. “It’s a goldang mess,” Ferguson muttered to no one in particular, though Grace overheard his remark. There wasn’t a...

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