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Personal Essay: The Doctor

Sunlight filtered through West facing windows fills the fourth floor reception area. Sitting side by side we wait our turn. My partner pops up from the chair and strides to the receptionist. “You’re a Coyotes fan?” he asks. “Arizona born and love hockey, have to be a...

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Personal Essay: The Clock

“I don’t know what happened.” Head bowed, my partner’s clenched fists move to cover his eyes, his shoulders slump. From where I sit, relegated to the sidelines in the examination room, the doctor standing between us, I am unable to reach my partner, to distract with...

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Stella Jayne Phillips

Stella Jayne Phillips

Poignant paranormal stories of independent women, honorable men, and families by choice.

    

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Personal Essay: The Doctor

Sunlight filtered through West facing windows fills the fourth floor reception area. Sitting side by side we wait our turn. My partner pops up from the chair and strides to the receptionist. “You’re a Coyotes fan?” he asks. “Arizona born and love hockey, have to be a...

read more

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