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THE ELEVENTH HOUR: By Michael A. Kechula

“You and your damned short cuts!” Marcia yelled. “Now we’re totally lost.  It’s so dark, I can’t see a freakin’ thing.” “I’m pretty sure I used this last year to get to Lake Shasta when me and the guys went … Continue reading

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THE DOOR: By Michael A. Kechula

Joe and Bill were watching Monday Night Football on TV when the doorbell rang. When Joe opened the door, he found a purple refrigerator wrapped in yellow ribbon with a big bow on top.  An attached card said, “A Gift … Continue reading

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