After finishing “Bury our Bones in the Midnight Soil” fiction by V E Schwab, I saw the notice for a new book by Andrews and Wilson (Tier One, Sons of Valor, Jack Ryan series, etc.) “Sons of Valor IV- False Flag” fiction, and I’m listening to it now. Also, “The Girls Who Stepped Out of Line” untold stories of women who changed the course of WWII, by Mari K Eder, nonfiction. I like real and fiction stories of the military but a Schwab book is completely different.
Audacity has practically lost its meaning, and its effectiveness when describing the actions of say, a president. The impudence of taking powers he doesn’t have, the arrogance, is becoming an everyday occurrence and we as constituents of the US are seemingly numb to it. After his seven and a half months in office he has succeeded in turning our democracy into a joke. Starting with the (supreme) court who might as well be titled “Trump’s court”.
She glanced at it again, her heart full of sadness. Even though it was all right here, contained and saved forever, she couldn’t feel it. The tangible touch she wanted, needed, could no longer be. The jar was the utopian life she would never have.
It had started out as a joke, as her brother and parents always fell laughing at her expense. James, a close in age brother, always seemed to find a particular way of embarrassing her. Because of this, Mary spent a lot of time in her room, by herself, contemplating revenge.
She was reading the latest mystery novel when the idea came to her. Why not, she thought, after a certainly rough day with her family. The book described a witching spell that made objects small in size. Thinking at first it would be a funny joke on her brother, she made the potion. Putting it in his afternoon strong mint tea was the easy part. Seeing what actually happened to him as a result, sent her running back to the book for the anecdote. This spell was definitely not a joke. Luckily no one was home but her with her now child sized brother. He didn’t realize the problem until he decided to get off the recliner and couldn’t. Mary quickly gave him another tea and urged him to sit back and relax, it was just a dream. Mary succeeded with her plan, now complete and she was satisfied, even though she was the only one who knew.
The family came to show respects to their oldest relative who passed away quietly in her sleep. No one was with her so they thought maybe this solemn visit might reach her somehow. Little Janie was the first to notice two white figures in the front of the cemetery. No sooner had she said too loudly, “look, mommy!” than the figures literally disappeared. They were there, then nothing. Janie’s mom hurried the family off the gravesite and into their car. It was a strange ride home, with Janie full of questions.
Joe checked out his thumb that was bruised, “hmmm, still smells of garlic, even after that trip down the waterfall!” He was practically dumbfounded, realizing he could kayak down that waterway. “I guess those new senior vitamins actually work!” His wife just smiled. They certainly did!
I just listened to Governor Newsom’s speech and I am very much inspired by it. He spoke my thoughts exactly and I hope it inspires his CA people and other US governors to speak up. We can help each other!
The Bag Lady 
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