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Barbara Tate

Mending Fences

I gulp the gin & tonic in six sucks of a straw and chance a brain freeze. Happy hour. I’ll sip the other slowly. Pealing back a cloth napkin, I inhale the warm cheese biscuits that I’ll need later to soak up the gin like a time release capsule. Maybe it won’t be so bad after all. Shivering slightly and blaming it on the drink, I don’t want to admit I’m scared half to death.

cloudy day
shadows that remain
at home

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About the Author

Barbara Tate began writing for publication in 1968.  Her stories, poetry and articles have appeared in a wide range of publications and anthologies over the years. Originally from Akron, Ohio she currently resides in Winchester, Tennessee.