Chapter 23 – “The Trial of a Whistleblower” (From the political thriller “The Councilman’s Gambit”)

The glare of the television lights felt hotter than the Seattle summer sun. PatrickCarlisle, his face pale under the harsh illumination, adjusted his tie, the silk a starkcontrast to the rough texture of his anxiety. He’d spent weeks preparing for this – theinevitable onslaught of media interviews following the arrests, the public dissection ofhis involvementContinue reading “Chapter 23 – “The Trial of a Whistleblower” (From the political thriller “The Councilman’s Gambit”)”

A play area for grown up Moms – no shoes or anyone under 40 allowed

When my daughter and I were shopping at the mall this past Christmas, we went by the enclosed play area several times. It was an enclosed area with animals you could slide down, and ladders you climb up and other interactive play things. When my kids were little, they loved the mall play areas. WeContinue reading “A play area for grown up Moms – no shoes or anyone under 40 allowed”

My two-wheeled “key” to the world

When I was growing up, we never had a car. So my key to the world for school, work and play was a bicycle that belonged to my material grandmother. I spent a week putting a new basket on it, repainted it and did the old playing card in the tire spokes accessory!! Even growingContinue reading “My two-wheeled “key” to the world”

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