Three focused on the photographs. Her attention sharpened on the image of a girl, mid-twenties and slender, walking on a rocky beach. Blond hair lifted in the breeze while behind her raged a stormy sea. The girl had turned toward the camera as if someone called her name. The tension in her expression was startling. …
A few years ago, I realized I was living in security, when what I really needed was to live in insecurity. And I might add I've been a security addict my entire life. Old habits, fearing the consequences -- like the kind your mother threatened if you didn't eat the peas. Well, those consequences hang …
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Sue Wilder Writes 