Death of a Cardinal

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A cardinal smacked against a south window today, dead instantly. Wolf, the three-year-old has some vague understanding of death but not in a direct sense that has any personal meaning to him. Cardinals are his favorite bird. This is probably because Cardinals are the only bird he can handily identify on our feeders, eagerly pointing […]

The Footie Tattoo

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This is an excerpt from a collection of short stories titled Zunder Tales If you like this story, please consider buying the collection in the link at the end of the story. The Footie Tattoo As Racheal awoke, she automatically began caressing herself testing out the lay of the things. She always did this when adjusting […]