Monthly Archives: September 2015

Civil War Transcendence, part 183

“It’s not really a triangle, but a place in the Atlantic Ocean,” I answered. “Well, I have heard of the island of Bermuda. I believe it is a British territory. Does this island have something to do with this triangle?” … Continue reading

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Civil War Transcendence, part 182

I finally had to take the bull by the horns and face the situation. I said in a loud voice, “Does anyone have a crucifix?” This stopped the praying and moaning of the servant ladies. All eyes turned to me. … Continue reading

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Civil War Transcendence, part 181

I came to, and there was a multitude of people hovering above me.  Daphne was foremost of the group. She was leaning over me and had her hands on my chest. Her face registered a combination of concern and gladness.  … Continue reading

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Civil War Transcendence, part 180

The awe of communicating with this alien creature had robbed me of my fear, but, when she mentioned my injured leg, all I could think of was some kind of torture. “What do you mean, you have to do something … Continue reading

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Civil War Transcendence, part 179

I awoke with a start and sat up quickly. It was dark and someone had been touching my forehead with something cold. “It’s just me, darling,” cooed the figure before me as she retracted a long wand-like device. My eyes … Continue reading

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Civil War Transcendence, part 178

“You aren’t going to do one thing until you get well, Jim Hager,” announced Daphne. I looked at her and saluted. “Yes ma’am,” I responded. The major laughed, and so did Mrs. Douglas. “Well, Jim, I guess you got your … Continue reading

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Civil War Transcendence, part 177

“What’s wrong with Jacob?” I demanded. Finally, Mrs. Douglas answered, “His arm had to be amputated. He got a fever after the amputation, contracted pneumonia, and died.” “Just like Stonewall Jackson,” I mumbled. “Who is Stonewall Jackson? “queried Daphne. “An … Continue reading

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Civil War Transcendence, part 176

  I came to and was lying on my stomach. Daphne immediately kissed me on the check and smoothed my hair out of my eyes. I drowsily asked, “Where am I?” She replied, “You are on a table in the … Continue reading

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