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Old Flames

Today, I decided to burn all the pine straw accumulating in my front yard. The air just this side of too cold to be outside, I relished the brilliant Arkansas sun. I knew the fire and the labor would soon warm me, make me hurt and make me smile. The concrete of my barn floor

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Sweet Caroline

She waited for him by the blazing fireplace, half naked on the bear skin rug. Wearing only a red garter belt and matching corset, she loved their warm rustic cabin by the lake. Her old man worked on the rigs in the Gulf of Mexico. A true blue rough-neck just like his daddy before him,

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