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Jason’s Bones . . . by Jim Grandjean

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The Northwest forests, dark and foreboding, hold many secrets, some mysterious, others enthralling and some that are best left to the forbidden darkness from where they reside. On a cool November afternoon, Marley stumbles onto one of these grim, shocking discoveries only to find that she has unwillingly become part of it.   It was… Continue reading

The House that Jack Built … by Shirley Hyatt

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There’s a lovely old house nearby. I’ve never been inside, but I think of it as a place where one could sit next to the rock fireplace, a warm cup of coffee in one hand, an open book in the other, and be at peace with the world. I’ve often wished I could climb up that little stone path and sit on… Continue reading