READING BETWEEN THE PINES

If life's about the journey, does it matter how many bathroom breaks you take along the way?

Who am I to Paul Ryan? No one and everyone. I’m a forty-two year old suburban mom who knew Paul in college. I’m also a registered Democrat who has voted for both parties over the last twenty-four years. I live in Colorado, a state that offers electoral votes crucial to the outcome of this year’s …

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No, not that election. The Eastern High School Class of 1988 presidential race. Like, duh. I’m not kidding when I say there’s a real chance I may have tainted the results. Add the fact that I was actually one of the candidates, and you’ve got the makings of an Academy Award-winning thriller. Think All The …

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