Arnold the Wanderer reclined back in his chair, hugging a hot cup of tea with his hands.  It wasn't as he normally liked it, but it was hot, and that was an important thing. "It's not that I'm at all ungrateful for your hospitality," he said, "but what or who …

Late, and I'm not at all happy with the result. However, Bice has called me on it, so here it is. 
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• When Richard awoke, he was not in his bedroom, which was the customary place for him to rise. Nor was he in any bedroom that he recognized, although if …

I wish I had someone to blame other than myself for me being out in this miserable weather.  You would think by now that I would have the good sense not to hit Oxford Street during the January sales and the worst snow since America decided that it needed some …