Behind the Mask

Lynette Burrus ChambersShort StoriesLeave a Comment

Someone once said that what you see is what you get.  Is it now? She wanted to be authentic; she wanted the world to know her for who she really was.  Of that, I have no doubt.  However, this is often easier said than done. I remember watching as she … Read More

The Cardinal’s Cry

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She sat on a limb of the tall bull pine, surveying the world below with a sense of well being.  Her brilliant red spouse was over on the big pile of underbrush, put there by the man who owned the property.  The limbs were piled high and pulled up toward … Read More