I had reached the age of twelve, and Dad kept his promise. Dad loved to hunt and eat squirrel—and wanted me to also. I heard the hinges squeak on my bedroom door. Dad peeked his
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Coffee, Rocking Chair, and a Squirrel
by Nan Jones @NanJonesAuthor I grabbed a fresh cup of coffee, its hefty aroma calling to me from an ocean of deep thoughts. I stepped out onto my porch. Settling into my rocking chair, I
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