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		<title>Fae House</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 03 Aug 2021 16:00:31 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[My great aunt Mildred absolutely adored yard sales. That woman could haggle a tortoise from its shell. I tagged along a lot because she kept me while my parents were at work. She&#8217;d let me pick random junk, and she was an expert haggler when...]]></description>
		
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		<title>My Friend&#8217;s Perfect Match</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 06 Dec 2020 17:00:04 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[I live in a small coal town on the Ohio river. Our community is pretty well crime free. Since we’re on the river, most disappearances are chalked up to people drowning and getting washed downstream. I want to keep track of my research, and this...]]></description>
		
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		<title>The Serpent of the Black Swamp</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 05 Dec 2020 17:00:12 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[I have an obsession with a woman. She’s a wild child. As unpredictable and dangerous as a boar. As potent as a viper. She’s the kind of woman kids and drunks made legends about. The kind that’ll promise curses to those who trespass against her....]]></description>
		
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		<title>Drawn to the Water</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 04 Dec 2020 17:00:05 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[My daughter Dharma is six. She’s rowdy and fearless. Dauntless, even.  Since she’s been old enough to walk, she’s been drawn to the water. There’s one particular spot in the lake that she’s always been drawn to. We live in the woods on the edge...]]></description>
		
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		<title>A Dinner Date</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 03 Dec 2020 17:00:13 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Zaleski State Forest is a short jot from my place of business. I’ve been known to skip eating and use my lunch break to take short treks through the forest in every season. It’s been at least a weekly occurrence since I began the position...]]></description>
		
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		<title>M.M. Kelley</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 17 Jul 2020 18:31:50 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title>Contact Author M.M. Kelley</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 17 Jul 2020 18:30:52 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title>I Grew Up in a Ghost Town</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 16 Jul 2020 16:00:09 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Growing up, I never saw a single carved or smashed pumpkin. The only smashed pumpkin I ever saw was thrown down personally. It was years ago. I was still young. Maybe we’d gotten the idea from a story on the radio or a comic. A...]]></description>
		
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