Alone again, I sit down on the floor, my back resting against the couch. I fold my freezing feet under me and look at the black coal dust laying here, there, everywhere on the living room floor. The shape that
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The Ghost of Christmas Present
I sit down quietly on the couch, wondering what the hell is going on. I feel chilled and grab the well-loved throw off the back of the couch, wrapping it around myself. From under the couch comes a bump and
The Ghost of Christmas Past
I awake to a sound downstairs. I sit up in bed, wondering if I just shouted out “Maggie!” in a threatening tone it would mean that by eliminating one of two probable sources of the noise they’d both stop. The
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