by: Kathleen Zamboni McCormick I recall being a relatively happy child of the sixties, until we discovered I was “exceptional.” Testing occurred in third grade, and they said they’d never seen scores like mine. My parents were contacted and told I was outstanding, possibly a genius. Apparently, Father’s first reaction…
As told by Oliver, the Bearded Collie by Carolyn Light Bell You wouldn’t know me as Scottish since I don’t have red hair, a tam, or a kilt. But my cousins, who look just like me, drive sheep up and down the moors of Scotland, rounding up the woolly ones,…
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By Nicole Tone Sophie laughed at the joke he tried to make, her hand brushing his arm. “So, yeah, it’s not that funny. But it was the most exciting part of my day.” He was nice and boring, had his 9-5 and his useful degree. Older, but not too old….