Spot Strikes Again
The time had finally come for me to start applying for colleges. During last period at school one day, a guidance counsellor came to talk to us about career options, and the college application process.
What the Soul Sees
Our family always wondered where Grandpa Joe had gotten the money to start the ranch, all those years ago. The story that he told us was that during the Great Depression, his family had been on the brink of losing their farm. He told us that he had taken on a few extra jobs, and eventually had enough money to grow crops on the farm, and to buy horses. I always thought there was more to the story. Today, the ranch has grown massively, and has become a very profitable family business. We grow wheat, barley, and canola. We have horses for lessons, with acres for riding. We also have a bed and breakfast.
We adopted Spot from the shelter the day after my older brother left for college. Spot was about six months old when we got him. I don’t know how he got the name Spot. He looked nothing like a Spot to me. He was a golden retriever puppy, with big blue eyes. No spots anywhere. However, this was the name he responded to, so the shelter recommended that we keep his name, to help manage his anxiety.
A Gift from Beyond
Susan met Rodger on a cold, snowy winter day. Susan just finished her shift at Sophie’s Hair Salon, where she worked as a hair stylist. Her friends had been messaging in their group chat about a new dating app, Safe Dating, where people could meet and chat over instant messenger. If they hit it off, they would arrange a date at a venue sponsored on the app. Different businesses had applied to be “Safe date locations”, and had to meet certain criteria to be approved, such as helping women arrange for transportation home. Some even offered safe shuttle services.