Mason Barnes squinted through his mud-streak, rain-soaked windshield. Despite the brutal rain and slushy falling snow, he could just make out the Panhandle Truckstop sign up ahead. For late winter in northern Texas, it sure was a messy day, Mason thought as he spun the wheel to enter the parking area. He didn’t need to [...]

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You’ll never believe where I am writing this diary entry from, so I won’t bother telling you until I relate my story. Not that telling it will make it more believable, but it might help me retain my sanity. It started with my college job:
As an assistant librarian it was my job to finish organizing [...]

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