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  1. Valentine’s Day Vignette

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    July 21, 2016 by Lyn

    Valentine’s Day, 1922, Albany, NY

    Maureen looked at the card in her hands for a long moment, struggling to find something tactful to say.

    It wasn’t that it was in any way a bad card. It was, for a Valentine card, a beautiful specimen, with paper lace and flattering artwork, hand-made, with a handpainted, realistically styled, albeit idealized, watercolor portrait of herself (although she thought the fox stole the woman in the painting was wearing to be in a bit of bad taste, all things considered).… Read on


  2. A Few Good Men

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    July 21, 2016 by Lyn

    April 1865

    President Lincoln was holding a reception.

    Luca wasn’t certain why he’d been invited, but he had a feeling it had something to do with the two blonde women in front of him – the icy English Regine Avonmorea and the silly and frivolous tree-blossom Michaela Carmichael née Linden, whose current husband had that lost look that Luca had already come to associate with Mike’s spouses, especially the male ones.… Read on


  3. Pebbles

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    July 21, 2016 by Lyn

    This story takes place in 1864, in the midst of the American Civil War

    “War again?” The boots dangling in Luca’s face were made of fine-grain, expensive leather and were in perfect condition – not a nick, scratch, or speck of dust on them; the pants overhanging them were similarly pristine.… Read on


  4. Independence

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    July 21, 2016 by Lyn

    This story takes place mainly on the 4th of July, 1784
    They hadn’t wanted to let him join their army at all. There were plenty of excuses they could have used – he was young, even by the standards of that day and age, and looked younger.… Read on


  5. Be the Story

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    July 21, 2016 by Lyn

    Luca was fifteen when his mother decided that they would leave the People and live among the white men again; “again” because she had come from them, although he’d spent his whole life among the People.

    He soon learned that he didn’t like the white folks, and that the feeling was mutual.… Read on


  6. Rainfall

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    July 21, 2016 by Lyn

    It rained at Martin’s funeral; Meckil made sure of it.

    She wasn’t allowed at the funeral; ancient ancestral promises banned her from hallowed ground across the continent. So she stood outside, under the branches of the linden tree that had Named her, dressed in mourning as befit a widow, heedless of the scandal, and watched, working the Words of the rainfall into Martin’s eulogy.… Read on


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