RAINBOWS BUT NO RAIN

I took a day off after the charter—it was my first real day off in over four months—and I crashed down hard like a plane falling from a swollen sky. I didn’t rest much, only that one day. I just lay there, listening to those cool birds that moan and catcall. Then at night came...

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