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I stare at the flow of the little river, watching the cascade of water continuing at a constant speed. I look and watch and take it all in and try to drink in the knowledge it holds and the secrets it possesses.
It offers the potential for understanding. Everything must flow in one constant direction, always moving...

Seven Days to Kill

NT Franklin

I had seven days left to kill him. The trial started Monday. The date had been etched in my mind since September.
I’d gone three days without listening to my babies’ voices. It was more than I could take. I...