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The fifty-year-old pharmacist turned right into Cedar Park Cemetery, drove to the Bloom Family Circle, parked his red Corvette and gasped to see his father, covered with moist dirt, standing astride his grave.
"I've been waiting for five long years," his father said.
Solly shook with chills in spite of the 100-degree temperature, dropped himself onto the cement bench, reached into his cooler for water, all the while trying to ignore the emaciated figure at his right…
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The man came home after his Sunday hockey game with his left arm dangling from its socket. His wife asked what happened? No big deal, he said, I fell and got pushed into the fence but I'm okay. The man went into the bathroom to undress and take a shower but realized he could not remove his shirt--his arm was frozen. He reluctantly called his wife for help and when she saw his face cringed in pain, she said are you going to call the doctor--it looks serious. The man said no I'll be fine and…
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Was that Yuri, my fourth ex, a brilliant psychiatrist, threatening to jump off the roof of 260 West 52nd Street? I thrust my way into the crowd, some of whom had raced out from the Cosmo Diner at the Northeast corner--why eat when you can participate in reality TV--and screamed, "I can save him we were married." The throng parted, allowing me to reach the cops and I said, "I know how to get through to his inner core because he still loves me in spite of......" The lead detective pulled me…
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After fifteen years, she never thought she would see him again.
"Lucky, is it you? You've grown into a beautiful, young lady," said the tall, lanky woman encased in a black-and-white, polka-dotted sheath with a magenta sash.
Momentarily disoriented, she looked up from the letter and stared into those familiar, deep-set, hazel eyes with the brown dot in the left…
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