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November/December 2005

Morning of the Horses

A mysterious quietness filled the misty morning air as Sadie stepped into her slippers and tiptoed out to the garden. The cold morning air slipped beneath her flannel nightgown and made her shiver. Here in Toronto, Canada, the winter mornings were cold and Sadie disliked them. But she ignored the chilly weather and headed toward […]

The Shifting Sands

“Jaidev,” his mother whispered to him, as he ran into her arms. “How was your day?” “Good!” he answered vigorously, as they gave each other their ritual hug and kiss. “And the weekend is finally here!” He bounced around with the energy of a rabbit. But happiness is temporary, and is often struck down. Jaidev […]