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LeilaIt was another successful class and the end of a great week. I had one more class for the day and then I was free for the weekend. I was enjoying the students in the class. At least half of them seem interested in the material. That was always my goal—half.“Does anybody have any questions?” I asked the class.There was a lot of head shaking followed by murmurs of nos.“Have a great weekend and please read the material. It makes class better for all of us.”Everyone seemed to rise at once, suddenly in a hurry to get out of the room as if they were afraid I would give them a horrible homework assignment. What they failed to realize was the fact I wasn’t exactly keen on the extra work it took to grade heavy assignments. I was not a glutton for punishment.Christopher was in his usual front seat and gathering his things. I had tried hard not to focus my lecture on him alone, but it was hard not to. He always looked so involved. It felt like only me and him in the room and he was gi
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Leila“Exactly like a used car salesman,” he said with a small laugh. “What about you? Why Greek mythology? That seems like a very specific course of study.”I shrugged. “I suppose it is. I can’t say specifically what brought me to the Greeks, but I was also interested in the idea. I read some Shakespeare and his stories intrigued me. I loved the idea of this world of gods and goddesses doing things that normal people do.”He smiled, nodding his head. “Do you like fantasy?”“Like dragons and Lord of the Rings stuff? No. I don’t think of the Greek gods as fantasy. I think of them as history.”He looked surprised. “So, you believe in it all?”I shrugged. “I don’t know that I don’t believe in it. I think you have to wonder where the stories came from. Every myth stems from something. What sparked the stories? And it is so elaborate. It would have taken a mastermind to just make up this whole world of people and give them each a story.”He looked thoughtful. “Isn’t that what fiction is ma
Teach Me New Tricks Fishing
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Teach Me New Tricks Bonding
Christopher“Done?” I asked Olin“Fishing. This was supposed to be us bonding, right? We bonded. I’d like to go home and eat.”“Olin, we’ve been out here for thirty minutes and haven’t even gotten a bite.”He groaned. “This is stupid.”“Olin, listen, we need to talk. I know things haven’t been great between us. I know that, and I take full responsibility for it, but it’s time to make a change. We’re all we have in this world. Wouldn’t you rather have me to depend on then no one at all?”He scoffed. “You make it sound like we’re the last two people on earth.”“We are in some ways. You lost your mother. I can’t imagine what that must be like for a teenage boy, but I also need you to understand that I lost my wife. My best friend.”“Dave was your best friend,” he retorted.I could tell he was trying to be tough, but I could hear the pain in his voice. “Dave was my best guy friend, but your mom was my partner in all things. She was my other half.”“You guys hardly talked. You were always
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LeilaI hung the picture I had picked up at the store the day before and took a step back to make sure it was even. I felt like I was constantly changing the house. It was never quite good enough. I’d get it all put together and then I was ready for a change. Truthfully, I felt a little unsettled, like I was still looking for the right fit.I hadn’t found it yet.I heard a knock on the door and assumed it would be Kami. I didn’t have a lot of company just dropping by for a visit on a Sunday afternoon.She took one look at the hammer in my hand and shook her head. “I’m afraid to ask.”“Just a new picture,” I assured her.“Mom’s cooking a big dinner tonight and asked me to invite you,” she said, flopping into one of my chairs.“Hell yeah. I could use some good home cooking.”“She’s always cooking, and her door is always open, you know that,” she said.I sighed. “I know, but I don’t want to appear like a stray dog, scratching on the door for some scraps.”She laughed. “My mom would happi
Teach Me New Tricks Too Pretty
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Teach Me New Tricks Coffee With Alan
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Teach Me New Tricks Never Again
Christopher“I think my wife would be happy to see me trying, but she would not be happy to see me failing.”He studied me. “I don’t think you’re failing. You don’t strike me as the kind of man who fails at anything. You might not be doing it perfect, but none of us do. It helps to have a good woman to guide you and slap you upside the head when you’re really screwing up.”I chuckled. “I know she’s probably looking for something to smack me with.”“I bet things will settle down soon. All you can do is be there. Pull them back when they get close to the edge and try to steer them down the right path. It’s a fine line to be right beside and just behind them. They have to spread their wings in order to learn who they are, but it can get tricky.”I sighed, thinking about Olin’s need to find out who he was. “I wish there was a way to know for sure. I keep thinking back to my childhood and those little moments that seemed insignificant to myself and my parents, but ultimately helped shape w
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