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    I began reading in earnest the morning after I brought the diary home — not in the library's hushed silence, but at our kitchen table with steam from my Earl Grey curling between me and this man’s words. Rain fell softly against the window, the same rain that had fallen on this peninsula for a century. Normally, Andrew and I take these morning hikes together when I’m not at the library. We've walked the bluffs for years — rain or shine, our boots finding the same familiar paths, tracing the
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    Aaaah, yes, they are the ideal couple. Love at first sight! Who said it doesn't happen??? 🤗
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    Thank you so much!
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    Right! I'm hoping my partner and I are like that 15-years from now. 💕🤞
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    I thought about that... depending on the type of book, I have a tendency to start anywhere but the first page so I struggled with this because I'm kind of an oddball in that way especially when it comes to non-fiction and history books (my latest passion). At the same time, I tried to put myself in Williams shoes -- if I were in a library putting things away and I found something, what would I do? Would I start at the first page or would I just open the book to a random page and see what it's all about? Glad you are enjoying it so far!
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    Thank you -- yeah, it's been a while! Life is fun when you make it fun. 🙂
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    When architect William discovers a forgotten diary in the Seacliff Library, he uncovers the silent story of a mill worker who vanished from history. As William retraces the mill workers footsteps through history he slowly pieces together a life defined by quiet sacrifice and unspoken devotion. But the diary holds more than dates and names, it carries the weight of a truth too dangerous to speak. Who was ths man, really? And why did he hide his words for ninety years, only to leave them where they might be found? The Diary is a haunting mystery about legacy, love, and the stories we bury to survive.
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    Life in a small town isn't all that it's cracked up to be. While we can get most of what we need locally — a decent grocer, a hardware store that knows your name, a café where the barista remembers how you take your tea — occasionally Andrew and I do need to head into Vancouver to get a few things. Specialty items. Books that aren't bestsellers. A particular brand of olive oil he likes for roasting vegetables. We're not exactly on the beaten trail where Amazon will swing by with overnight delive
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    An amazing song by Yung Kai called Blue. His real name is Max Aloyious Zhang and he was born in Vancouver, BC Canada and only recently came out (or so, I've read -- regardless, I really enjoy his music especially this sone).
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    Second song from the same story. Words are mine, but the music is by Suno.
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    It's been a while since I've posted/written anything... here is a song that I wrote for an upcoming story that I'll start posting very soon called The Diary. Hope you enjoy it! Words are mine, but the music is by Suno.
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    @dboggs9700 - Thank you for the kind words! I'm glad you enjoyed it. 💕
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    Unfortunately, blocked in Canada. Nothing that a VPN won't solve. :-)
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    Hi @Phil238 - My story is similar; came out a few years ago, two grown kids (M22, F20) who are still finding their way. My partner is in my age range as well (we are both early 50s) and are mostly set in life (careers, savings, retirement plans). I had fully intended to retire with my (now) ex-wife and enjoy travelling or just doing consulting work! But life had other plans and here I am. LOL! I honestly don't know what I'd do in your situation, that's a tough one to navigate! Wishing you the best, in whatever life brings you.
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    Chapter 21

    ChromedOutCortex commented on ChromedOutCortex's story chapter in Chapter 21

    Hey @dboggs9700 - I'm glad you enjoyed it! Thank you for reading it; your comment means a lot to me. 💕
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    Need to go on a Diet...
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    LOL! You beat me to it!!! 😂
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    The next few weeks and months went by quickly. We consolidated all the accounts, closed anything we didn’t need, and Evan stayed in regular contact with Mr. Keating. Whatever they talked about must have gone well, because one afternoon Evan came back from a meeting with this stunned look on his face. “They… uh… offered me a position,” he’d said. “Once I graduate and get called to the bar. Articling, then maybe associate.” He was thrilled, but I could see the conflict in his eyes.
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    I am just as bad. 😞 I totally get very anxious when I'm shown something that is limited time only, or a special price. A few weeks ago, Costco had these fans you wear around your neck -- really decent price at $19.99 for two. All I really needed was one for me and my partner, and one for my ex and our kids (though I know, they'll probably never use them). So total - three packages (two per package). I ended up buying five. Then regretting the purchase... I should have bought another one or two because it was such a good price. Thankfully my partner returned all of them... I was too embarrassed to go back to Costco and return them myself.
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    Evan was able to find a lawyer who specialized in financial crimes and estate fraud, a calm, middle-aged man named Robert Keating. His office was in a small converted heritage house near City Hall — shelves lined with binders, certificates crowding the walls, the faint smell of coffee and paper everywhere. Evan took the lead as we sat down in one of the offices. Mom kept her purse clutched to her chest, the same folder from the police station resting on her lap. Mr. Keating smiled kindly
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    A few weeks after the funeral, things had quieted down. Mom was settling into a routine again, cooking small meals, going for walks, talking with Elizabeth every few days. Evan and I had been helping her sort through papers, bills, and boxes that Dad had stored in the den. It was meant to be a simple clean-up, something to keep her distracted. But what we found changed everything. “J… you might want to see this,” Evan said, pulling a folder from one of the drawers. It was a man
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    For a second, I expected her to nod politely, maybe thank him and look away. But she didn’t. Instead, she stood up and took his hands in hers. Then, without hesitation, she pulled him into a hug. “Thank you for coming,” she said quietly. “I’m glad James has someone with him. You being here means a lot.” Evan looked surprised but returned the hug, steady and respectful. “He’s my world, ma’am. I wouldn’t be anywhere else.” She nodded, tears welling again. “You’re very kind.”
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    The next morning, sunlight spilled through the blinds in long golden strips. I could feel the weight of Evan’s arm draped across my chest, his steady breathing warm against my shoulder. For a moment, I let myself stay still, just breathing, pretending the world outside didn’t exist. Eventually, I eased out of bed and started getting ready. Evan stirred, stretching. “Are you heading to the hospital?” he asked sleepily. “Yeah. I should be there by nine.” “I’ll come with you
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    Aaaah... doing whatever he can to win them over. Does it work???
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    I stepped out into the hallway, grateful for the excuse to breathe. I walked over to the nurses’ station, where the same nurse from yesterday was typing something into a chart. “Hi,” I said quietly. “I’m James, Mr. Carter’s son. Just wanted to check in and see what’s planned for today.” She looked up and smiled politely, her tone calm but practiced, the kind nurses use when they’ve seen every kind of family dynamic imaginable. “Morning, James. Not much scheduled today. He’s resti
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