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A gaslighting story.

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  • August 19, 2022

    Chapter 12: The Package

    While Coyote was out of town working on a solar project, I remained in Port Townsend. He was the owner of the business and traveled often. He needed a bookkeeper and someone to manage administrative tasks. I decided to put my nursing career on hold and became his personal assistant. I juggled many responsibilities and […]

  • August 17, 2022

    Chapter 11: Flowers

    I woke to the sound of Ray LaMontagne serenading me from the living room. Coyote was no longer in bed and had been replaced by Diesel. I slowly opened my eyes and stretched my arms. I was warm and comfortable and didn’t want to leave the bed. I sat up and looked to my right. […]

  • August 16, 2022

    Chapter 10: Home Sweet Home

    “We made it!” I kissed Coyote on the cheek as he removed the key from the ignition. The cottage was constructed of wood which had been painted yellow and there was white trim around the front window and door. The narrow walkway led to a tiny porch which was accented by a rounded lattice arbor […]

  • August 11, 2022

    Chapter 9: The Ferry

    We pulled onto the boat and came to a stop behind the vehicle in front of us. I had never been on a ferry much less driven onto one. There were rows of cars parked to the left and right. A man guiding the passengers to their appropriate parking spaces was waving an orange neon […]

  • August 9, 2022

    Chapter 8: The Budget

    I parked my Subaru behind the Bed and Breakfast in the small gravel lot. In just a few short hours, Coyote and I would embark on our cross-country road trip to Washington. The move was bittersweet. Josh and I were distant and no longer communicated and I was leaving my job, home and community. I […]

  • August 8, 2022

    Chapter 7: All In

    It was a busy day in the clinic, and I had just seen my last patient. I closed and locked the exam room door and headed towards my desk. I slipped the keys into my lab coat, listening to the slight jingling sound as they came to rest at the bottom of the pocket.  I […]

  • August 6, 2022

    Chapter 6: The Bungalow

    There was one open chair at the bar. The airport was crowded so I walked quickly to claim my find. The restaurant was modern in design with a sleek marble floor and brushed stainless counter. The bar was backlit with blue lighting and the stools were silver with very low backs. Just enough to keep […]

  • August 5, 2022

    Chapter 5: A Single Blade of Grass

    It had been weeks since that night with Coyote. We met in his room at the Bed and Breakfast as often as we could. I had to be careful as my separation from Josh was still new and divorce proceedings had not begun. At first, I felt some guilt but the desire to be with […]

  • August 4, 2022

    Chapter 4: The Note

    Coyote slid the chocolate bars out of his backpack along with the bottle of port. He twisted the lid slowly and within seconds there was a subtle POP. I love that sound. Good things usually happen after that sound. Coyote smiled. I smiled. I reached into the cabinet above me and picked out two appropriate […]

  • August 3, 2022

    Chapter 3: Chocolate and Port

    Josh and I decided to separate. I would move into our rental property, and he would stay in the house. It was a mutual decision but not an easy decision. We often talked about our situation over dinner and usually in a public space. Tonight, it’s burritos. We were seated at a large corner table […]

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