J. H. Singer
Joined July 2022
3 stories
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Mother of Cats, Lover of Food, Writer of Stories
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The Truth
The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window. This faint flicker of light, struggling to break through a thick coating of dust and grime, was the only indication that life had returned to what was once a cozy home.
By J. H. Singer4 years ago in Fiction
The Background at the Center of Things
My dad has always been fond of saying that he was “born to be in the background at the center of things”. But he never says it with any bitterness or resentment; where would we be, after all, without the people who were there to witness the important things in our lives?
By J. H. Singer4 years ago in Families
