“What do you have for me, today, Saul?” Joseph greets the ambitious Saul. Joseph has been listening to a man speaking in the temple. This Galilean has had the interest of many including the Pharisees, of which group Joseph and Saul are members. At times, the Galilean has been at […]
“Harry gave you this yesterday?” Melissa waves her hand over the papers scattered over the bed in the “guest” bedroom. “Not exactly,” I watch Melissa cock her head and recognize this as a sign of frustration. “How did you get them then?” “Harold, not Harry, shared some of it with […]
The news pops up on my phone from multiple sources for which I have free apps. I am stunned. Two homeless guys are attacked by and kill Big Foot. I want to believe their Big Foot is not Harold Piegrand whom I met yesterday. How do I confirm without breaking […]
Harold frantically lumbers as quickly as possible to exit Garvin Park and bury himself into the thick over brush along the top of the Pigeon Creek banks. He slows his pace and cowers along the creek’s course. As he nears his cave, he detects voices. Cautiously and quietly, yet as […]
Harold’s eyes roll towards his eyelid. Could he be considering giving the masses a chance to get to know him? I could introduce him. I begin to devise a plan. “I can talk to some folks at the Evansville Rescue Mission* and tell them that I’ve talked with you,” I […]
“What was different about Auntie Louise?” “Forget it. I don’t want to discuss it anymore,” Harold waves one hand across in front of him and his words echo bouncing off ever wall of the hewn out hole in the side of the hill descending down into the banks of Pigeon […]
I offer my hand. Harold glances down at my hand. Then he looks me in the eye. He takes my hand. His grip is extreme. My mind jumps to that moment where he indicated he might not allow me to leave. I put that behind me as I promised. “Maybe […]
Harold says nothing and does nothing to stop me. Once outside, I turn to take one last look at my discovery in the cave. I’m more curious than ever about this interesting man. What an opportunity I miss because I behaved so inhumane. Harold keeps watching me. He cannot trust […]
Harold’s hand smacks the cave wall just beside my head, “Why did you ever come here?” “Something deep within me,” My voice trembling even though I try not to appear shaken. Harold smacks the cave wall again, “The question was rhetorical.” He punches the wall with his fist and then […]
I’m not Sasquatch Listening to Harold speak with such a rich tone and perfect diction, I forget about his bizarre appearance, but then I look up and all I can think is how much he resembles pictures I’ve seen of Big Foot. “Have you ever been mistaken for Big Foot?” […]
It has been months, maybe even a year since I hike the woods near my home. Part of Pigeon Creek runs through it. This part of the creek is not the most beautiful or sanitary. So, often I pay it little attention. Yet, something deep inside of me urges me […]
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