After all the aches and pains last week, I'm not so keen on traveling down south again. I've acquired a sweetheart, and I'm torn between a logical reluctance to build a relationship so soon after losing Denice, and wondering if I'd be losing a good thing if I decided to wait.
Tracks of Time
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In the morning’s snow were small tracks; some the bold steps of the
predator, some the almost openly meek meanderings of a creature not yet
aware it was p...
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