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This is part 7, other parts here, click and scroll down. – ” What’s the latest on 7137, Mary L. Foster ? “ Mr C pulls a beige paper folder overstretched with reports and unsorted documents from the cabinet and without opening it, replies apathetically. ” No progress. She’s here and there. “ ” And [...]

Part 6 , other parts here, click and scroll down. ” Day 2 Dandelions. I like dandelions. Mom used to have them in her garden and we’d watch the flowers bloom together. I hate reminiscing. To think back about someone you loved so deeply, and knowing they’ll gone, deceased, that sucks. It simply sucks. I [...]

Part 4. Parts 1, 2 and 3 here, click and scroll down. – A story was once told, a moral once learned. A Mary Foster once lived, and now, in her place, a woman, very lost, very confused. Once upon a time, it would have been a fairytale ending, or rather, beginning, but now, there [...]

Part 1 and 2 here. – Dearest reader, do you not wonder why, if Mary Foster was never married, was she addressed as Mrs Foster. – It wasn’t a dream. It was as real as the wrinkles on her forehead, now beginning to show because of all that has happened. The envelopes were neatly sealed, [...]