No matter what, it happens every October. This is when I am guaranteed a few restless nights. Evenings when I toss and turn, when my mind twirls and whirls, when I glance at the clock every hour until the first morning’s light. No matter how much thought I’ve already put into it, or how muchContinue reading “Because of Stingy Jack”
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