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Crows Take Care Of Crows, Part 2
Wind rattled the bones and crystals around us. Delilah sat her needles aside and rose from the oak rocking chair. “I think I’ll go see if Mettie’s awake.” “Yes,” Grandma said. “I’m sure he’ll be up and ready for breakfast soon.” The two women shared a quick kiss before Delilah disappeared into the house. Grandma motioned to the ornate stone bench by the table. I fiddled with the hem of my sweatshirt and lowered myself onto the cool granite. “Does anyone else know?” she asked, taking my hands in hers. Her cool skin quieted the nerves inside me that tried so hard to be rattled. I shook my head, biting…
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Weyland’s Whey, March 2nd 2025 “Heartbeats” Column
Be Still My Heart Last month’s horoscope predicted surprises and the unexpected, and I promised to say how everything worked out: While they were loading me into the helicopter the pilot told Sparkle I’d had a visit from the Widowmaker. (She looked it up later. Eighteen percent survival rate.) If I hadn’t had the heart attack in my doctor’s office I probably wouldn’t have made it. Sparkle cancelled all of her classes and drove to the hospital every day to be with me. She brought me things to read and notebooks to write in. She made sure I had plenty to drink. We held hands a lot. She healed me.…