December
Sleep was disturbed by the cat’s claws scratching the bottom of the litter box in the next room. It was still dark outside. In a brief, panic-stricken moment he slapped the top of the clock to illuminate the time, fearing that he’d overslept and would be late for work. Since winter had arrived, it was [...]
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Striving for excellence, except on weekends. A font of useless information. Resides in the west end of Toronto. Way too many books and magazines on the go. Lover of good coffee. Sudoku drives me batty. I am made of media.
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