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… the hollow plunk of my knuckles on the skin of a ripe watermelon.

I look back toward the pines. That’s where Margo Rice made her daily trek down the winding path through the pines from her house to the garden, swinging her pail with all the innocent ebullience of a child. She would wait at the twine barrier to place her order.

You seem to be enjoying the sun today, Jay. It is a lovely day — she scans the horizon with a ca…

The Crowning of Margo Rice # 2
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Frank Ontario 🦋🕊️🌍
Frank Ontario 🦋🕊️🌍

Written by Frank Ontario 🦋🕊️🌍

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Welcome to the Realms of Mystery. I am a Top Writer in Spiritual Energy. Seeking balance in heart, body, & mind. ❤️ 🐬 🙏

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