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A Desert to Cross

Sunday, 16 May 2010 13:03

By Bonnie Siegel

Drawing in a slow breath, I surveyed the first page of the document. Pausing, I leaned back, closed my eyes and listened momentarily to the home office chair groan at the redistribution of my weight. Rain tapped on the window as the storm's thunderous voice announced the direction it intended to take. A large luminous clock hung from my home office wall, lapping up time as it ticked away.