Valentine’s Day

Towering orange shelves blur in my periphery as I pass by the new display of lawn mowers and weed whackers. I am focused on my mission to get in and get out. Straight to self-checkout, I hoist a large, wooden-handled axe up to the scanner. Valentine’s Day. As cliché as it is, it used to... Continue Reading →

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