A thick column of smoke rose from the ground.
I could see it just ahead.
Why were all other commuters passing unconcerned?
Ah, not a fire. A birch tree, branches raised to the heavens,
looming dark in the fog, beguiling and hoodwinking an
overactive imagination.
Author: Mack Ames
I teach adult education, including high school equivalency test prep, adult basic education, and Work Ready for Corrections, a workplace readiness course at a correctional facility. I am married with two sons in high school. I have a dry sense of humor and try not to take myself more seriously than necessary.
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