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We had never met Carol’s ex before. We were spending the afternoon on the stoop with our neighbors drinking gin and tonics talking about the best birthday cake ever and the weather and if the DH should be allowed in Cooperstown, when this old gray K car drives up. Carol was the woman who sold us the mobile home right before she died. She had cancer and was moving in with her daughter so’s she could be better taken care of. She died not long after and we hadn’t even thought about her for more than a year. Out of this old dusty trap of a car comes a dusty old trap of a man. Greasy trousers, rumpled shirt with stains. What was left of his hair in a slick comb over and thick glasses whose lenses were held in place with tape. He shook. He left his dog in the car barking the whole time but I never saw it, I could only hear it. He told us he used to date Carol. It didn’t sound like they had dated that much but who knows, people change as they get older I guess. He was looking ...

I really need to update my Forums more often than this Itellyouwhat! Sometimes life gets so busy that there isn’t a whole lot of room to write. Doing this much writing is kind of new to me and what with trying to finish up the Soundtrack and all, a day can go by pretty fast with out me even looking at my web page. Glad to have gotten the Reverend’s question answered and up on the site this past weekend. The best news is that Pepper, Dewy and Ham’s little dog is back home looking none to worse for the wear, though his bark leaves a lot to be desired. Dewy said that the doc didn’t think he would every regain full use of his bark and with the straightest face I could muster I told her that was a shame. I know this forum seems more like a journal entry than a true forum. I would argue that sometimes the line between the two can get a little blurred. There are days when life and talking about life go hand in hand and days when they don’t. There are days when you just feel like sitting in...