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The Maunetjer
Among Mother Combs’ artifacts are some pages torn from Dr. Gottfried Munsfed’s lost journal. The learned anthropologist went missing in the late 1930s near the Sahara desert while looking for a mythological tribe he’d heard several rumors about. Mother Combs came across these pages in a Saharan market, hidden inside a beautifully shaped urn the desert merchant had guaranteed to her was handcrafted by a local mountain tribe.
By Mother Combsabout a year ago in Fiction
On the Wings of Ice
Early in the morning, in the middle of the night, I rose from my nice warm bed to pee and to check the fire. Trying not to wake my wife, Belinda, I slipped into my robe and slippers and padded down the hall to the bathroom. With my trusty rat terrier, Zipper, prancing beside me, I stoked the fire in the den and then headed to the kitchen to pour a glass of water. As I stood over the farmhouse sink, staring out the bay window I saw a sight that had me questioning my sanity.
By Mother Combsabout a year ago in Fiction
Last Minute Shopping With Mother
The bustling city was adorned with twinkling lights and festive decorations, creating an atmosphere of holiday cheer and excitement. Amid the joyous chaos, Molly was dragged from one busy store to another by her haggard mother during a last-minute Christmas shopping spree. Molly’s eyes sparkled with anticipation as they walked the crowded sidewalks, while she took in all the holiday sights. They strolled past shop windows adorned with snowmen, reindeer, and shimmering ornaments. The scent of roasted chestnuts filled the air, carols were played on speakers all over town, and a Santa rang a bell on the corner in front of some stores.
By Mother Combsabout a year ago in Fiction
