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Moonlight Palms


PHOTO PROMPT © Dale Rogerson

The tranquil night was shattered by the screams.  The guests awoke to darkness, a clue that the electricity to the resort was cut.

Flashlights came on, emergency vehicles crowded the streets.  The search was on.  A hint of terror could kill the tourist trade.

I slunk between darkened buildings, staying out of the light.  If I could make it to morning, it would be fine.  At least for me.

I knew what they’d find.  I knew the horror of the mutilated bodies.  But I couldn’t shed a tear.  Not until the full moon set and I was back to normal.

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Now, About My Cousin

Moon - 8/8/2014

I feel so stupid. I’m not sure why I didn’t see it earlier.

My cousin Dennis came for a visit. Dennis had always been the black sheep of the family, a funny analogy on several levels. You see, Dennis owns a sheep ranch in Montana so I guess you should call him a shepherd rather than a sheep. And then, well, let’s just say I bet he plays several roles on his ranch. Continue reading