#The Recluse
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Good afternoon!
Howdy from North Mississippi! I’m just sitting down to write a post for my blog. This morning was full tilt. My wife and I went down to the VA first thing this morning for some lab work. Then, we made our way toward home, making intermittent stops along the way. Last night, I rewrote and… Continue reading
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The cleaned up conclusion of The Recluse…partially scrubbed…
Wilma woke to Jocko standing at the foot of her bed staring at her. He munched on a carrot. She brushed the hair out of her face and tried to smile. Her black toothed smile did little to improve her ragged looks. At one time, she was a beautiful woman. Back when everything was right… Continue reading
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A rewritten and partially scrubbed copy of The Recluse…A Short Story…
Off the road, nestled behind tall, flushed with green pine and oak trees, sat a small cedar cabin. A green steel cattle gate blocked the entrance to the drive. Around the property, an ancient brick fence in various states of disarray secured the property. People passed by often and slowed down to look. They weren’t… Continue reading
About Me
I’m a retired soldier. Writer and full – time coffee addict. I was born and raised in Mississippi, and I joined the Army at 28 for a life of adventure and travel. Interests include: Reading, walking my two pups, Casanova and Chunk, spending time with my wife Chassidy, and trying to pen the next great American novel. I am on Instagram under Freeman’s Front Porch Musings. I sometimes do Twitter under LarryF7371.
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