Time off

The young intern sat by himself in one corner of the coffee shop. He had learned about medicine, but more importantly, he had learned something about life. “You look like shit, Ben.” He continued with[…]

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Cafe l'amour

Cafe L'Amour. What a stupid name for a coffee shop in the middle of Bumfuck Egypt. Ok, more like Northern Montana, but close enough. Either way, some fancy sounding French cafe had no place there,[…]

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The vacation

My name is Roger, and I grew up in central California with my mom Karen and dad Charles, year and a half older sister Susan, and three year younger brother Scott. Dad was in real[…]

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Amy – part 3

Thanks for the previous comments. I think this is getting better, hope you agree. This is the 3rd part of the Amy story as seen largely through Becky's (the oldest daughter) eyes. It may be[…]

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