Remember when I told you I’m a certified First Mate for sailboats? If you don’t, well, you should go read about it. Go on. I’ll wait right here… Everyone caught up now? Good. So now that we’re all on the same page and fully aware that I am a highly qualified Shep of the Sea, […]
Karl vs. The Marina of Eternal Noise (Bahamas Part 1) Read More »
First, there is something important you should know about me. I was adopted. My birth parents’ people were in the military, and they loved me, but they had to go across the ocean and couldn’t keep me or my brothers and sister. So my new mom and dad bought me a plane ticket and I
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Did you know I used to live on a sailboat? Not just live there, I was the First Mate. I still hold that title, by the way. The moment my mom and dad get another boat, I’ll be back on duty, patrolling the decks like the professional I am. We lived aboard for a whole
First Mate on Patrol! Read More »
The Quiet Signs In the days leading up to Karl’s first cluster attack, things felt slightly off in ways I couldn’t fully explain. Even then, I knew something wasn’t right. I told his dad more than once that Karl seemed different, but I struggled to put my finger on why. It was a quiet, uneasy
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The second seizure came almost exactly twenty-four hours after the first one. We hadn’t slept well that night. Even though I had tried to convince myself the first seizure might have been a one-time event, caused by something benign like fever or stress, my mind wouldn’t settle. I kept replaying the night before, reminding myself
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