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Love it! Eli turns out to be a lucky boy. I'm really enjoying these uplifting scenes. You've painted a picture of the 1950's rural life is so expertly.

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Thanks, Jim. My intention is to just highlight a handful of chapters so they don't disappear in the archive. (The archive is like a black hole.) I have drawn on my grandmother's language and life for this bucolic story. I hear her voice in the characters and it is like having her back.

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Gorgeous! This line made me laugh - it's absolutely wonderful: "...grimy, with enough dust to make a bug sneeze"!

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Thank you, Rebecca. I have two more chapters about Eizer and Eli to highlight in the coming week. I love that they found each other. They both needed it. Eizer hires an immigrant housekeeper who yanks his chain. You will like Filomena.

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Can't wait!

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I sure do like these people ))))

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Yeah, thank you, my friend, me too. There is so much meanness in the world. But not in the world of Riles Crossing. (When you invent a place, it can be anything you want it to be - I opted for peace and friendship.)

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Good wholesome reading. And writing!

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Thank you, James, for coming back for another chapter of the adventures of Eizer and Eli. I will have two more for you this coming week. It is all peaceful, friendly in the foothlls. No angst, no crime, no meanness. Happy reading to you!

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What a tender hearted tale Sharron. Back in the day, my pappap(?), would tow me around on errands down the hollow. Those old fashioned ways sure were sweet and you capture them beautifully.

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Thank you, J. Mud, for your comment. I am glad this story is spurring some happy memories for you. Much of it comes from my own memory of my grandma.

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Mmmh, that's cool. They leave some deep impressions.

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