From the series: Life on Dog Hill The story I’m about to share has been on hold for the last year. On hold because I couldn’t bring myself to write about it. On hold because just remembering makes my eyes tear and my throat clinch. It’s a remembrance of a terrible...
From the series, Life on Dog Hill It started out innocently enough. I was planning a simple get-away for the family over a long weekend. Not wanting to drive too far, I studied the map for possible interests within a two-hour drive of our home in Chapel Hill, North...
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