Artist, travel, sailing, lovers, murder, Caribbean, sex

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When you combine an artist / sailor from Key West, a future Contessa from Ukraine, an ambitious paralegal from Germany, and an entity in a saltpond of a deserted island, can you imagine what happens?

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Love in Key West, goodbye Ukraine.

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The Glow, by Alex Banyan. #TRAVEL #adult #Artist #Caribbean #cruise #Entity #Florida #Love #Murder #Romance #sailing #sci-fi #Spain #Supernatural #Ukraine #Hurricane #Romance #Murder #Infidelity #Travel #Florida #Germany #Ukraine #Supernatural #Kindle #Love #Islands #Caribbean #sailing #Adventure #Wedding #Art

Koko, Zenzi, Pomeranians. Training their owner. Puppy, Pom, Florida, Wolf sable,

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As many of you know, I bought a Pomeranian puppy. I have had a Pom for the last fifteen years, but she is getting old and I wanted her to pass on all of the behavior, tricks, and commands, that I have taught her in the past. She welcomed the puppy, to my surprise. Her mother instincts appeared and she is teaching the puppy without my intervention. There are a lot of puppy things, that I had forgotten.

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Zenzi stood at the glass door and barked at the back yard. I walked over behind her and looked for an invader into her space. I saw no problem. Usually, I keep a piece of wood in the track of the sliding door for a little extra protection. It was lying on the tile, and not where it belonged. I placed it back on the tracks, and she walked away. Problem solved.

I have a grove of banana trees behind the shed. Zenzi learned that if she pulls the soft skin loose at the bottom of the plant, she can pull it lose all the way to the top. “What fun!”

My house has ceramic tile floors with Persian rugs scattered throughout. My coffee table is an old steam-trunk with a thick glass top. Normally, the top is cleared, displaying money from all of travels beneath. Now, everything in the living room is covered with puppy toys and things she brings in from the back yard. She is still cutting teeth, so I find sticks, leaves, parts of my aloe plants, and the remains of a tomato stake. Amazing… it’s a small doggie door. I also discovered a pair of my socks outside? Trying to tie your shoes is a game to her. Not good when I am running late for work.

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Yesterday I sat in my living room, watching the TV. From where I sit, I can also see out of the sliding glass door and most of my back yard. There is a doggy door, so they can come and go as they please and the yard is fenced in.

Suddenly, I saw Zenzi run from behind my shed like a scared rabbit. She stopped, stumbled as she looked behind the shed, and continued running toward the house. I assumed that she had met our neighborhood black-snake, or maybe a hawk that sometimes raids the mocking birds.

I jumped up, opened the door, and went toward the streak of a puppy. She went airborne and I caught her above my knees. She buried her face in my shirt and I held her tightly for assurance. I walked slowly toward the shed, carrying Zenzi, not knowing what to expect. When we got behind the shed, she started trembling and barking in her ferocious puppy bark. I didn’t see the threat. I watched her and followed her line of sight.

In the corner of the fence, was a plastic bag. It was open, full of air, and had blown over the fence and slowly drifted across the lawn. With her in my left arm, I reached down and grabbed the bag as she trembled. I crushed it to the size of an orange as we walked back to the house. Now I am her hero for killing the fierce shopping bag.

In the end, she’s a great little puppy, now just barely over two pounds. She has shown me a side of KoKo, my big Pom, that I had never seen before. When I call a command… like come, sometimes… most of the time… she just sits and looks at me. Koko looks up at me like… “You need some help?” I tell her to teach her and she goes to Zenzi, bumps against her, and walks back to me. Zenzi usually follows. I give rewards for the student and the helper.

 

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Pg 149

“I want another #baby.” She said from nowhere.
I rolled over onto my back as she put her head
on my shoulder.
“Aren’t we getting a little ahead of things?” I said as my
erection deflated.

“Maybe . . . . but I do! Sooner or later you are going to figure
out that you have always loved me, and I have always loved you.
We have each taken the long way around getting here . . . but
here we are! We already have a son together, and I am perfectly
willing to raise Lisa’s son as my own. I think momma likes you
better than me now, so what is keeping us from making all of
this . . . real?” She asks with a serious look.

There was a long silence in the cabin as both of us faced each
other on our sides with our elbows in the mattress, and our heads
propped up on our hands. I stared into Loren’s big brown eyes for
a long time, as she did not even blink. I squinted my eyes at her and
slowly flashed her a full smile.
“I can’t think of a damn thing!”

Sailing away from my soulmate. Just the ocean, my boat, and my paint brushes.

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Excerpt, Pg. 34

Once away from shore, I kicked on the chart plotter and located the salt pond. I locked my manual autopilot onto the course and checked it for the first half hour against the chart plotter. With everything in order, I turned off all the electronics except the running lights and the VHF. My batteries were old, and I used them conservatively.

I had an old radar detector from the eighties that chirped like crazy if it got hit by any ship radar for several miles. I got it from someone’s trash for free. I plugged it into the twelve-volt outlet.

I brought a pillow and blanket from below deck and put on my vest and tether. I wrapped the blanket around my body and lay down on the cockpit cushions. I dropped my face into the big feather pillow, and I could still smell Riki’s perfume.

“I’ll be so happy when my memory fades,” I said to the sailboat.

 

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She did things for him that she would do for no other man. Romance, Supernatural, Murder, Jealousy, Artist.

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A cabinetmaker and the angry dragonfly.

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The Angry Dragonfly

Weeks ago, we had a frost here in Florida. My banana trees have the illusion of being dead, and one of my mango trees, is. Another side effect I have noticed is that the dragon flies had not visited the shop.

Today, I noticed a small one that was calmly taking residency on a chart of the boat that hangs over my tool box. He was smaller then my usual visitor with a green body and yellow and black tail. He didn’t appear to need repair so I just let him stay on my chart.

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Nine hours later, I began to clean my work area, and had forgot about the dragon fly. Having blown all of the sawdust off of my bench, below the bench, out from under the shelves, and off of the saw, I turned and shot compressed air against my tool box, my radio, and then the dragon fly.

“OOPS!”

It was abruptly smashed against the wall with the force of the air. Snapping to consciousness from it’s sleeping spot, he flew across the shop, into the far wall, and fell through several dusty cabinet parts and into the floor. I followed his flight plan and saw him trying to get off the floor with cobwebs hampering his escape.

I gently cupped my hands around him and carried him outside. The sun was setting on the west coast and some large rain clouds reflected the amber hue. I opened my hands and began pulling the cobwebs from his wings and legs. I raised my hand up and down to make him fly to freedom. He held firmly to the cracks in my palm. Something was wrong?

I raised my hand to my face and looked closely at his head. He stared back at me, tilted his head to one side, stuck his tongue out at me, and flew away.

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