Nothing of Note

Leo holds one of the silver goblets, slowly turning the stem between his white-gloved thumb and middle finger.  Light and shadow reveal a biblical story depicted in the painstaking repousse and chased work.  He nods.  Two curators step forward and bring the last of Leo's selections to the table set up near the door leading …

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To the Jungle

“Finally!”  Trudy says. “Should have let you take the bus.”  Mingan replies.  But, he knew Leo would have picked her up and since he'd given him the keys to the jeep while he was away, well, he did his duty. “Like you've ever worked at a fulfillment center?”  She already knows the answer.  “Then shut …

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“There’s a pull in the cable knit.”

"Anytime." Mingan taps his heart and shoulder claps the shelter's kitchen coordinator, Ned, who was thanking him. Mingan's phone buzzes again as he carries in the last of the of assorted loaves and rolls from Ginette's bakery. "Stay for soup and sandwich?" Ned asks. Glancing at his phone Mingan sees Trudy's number. The fourth missed …

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