Having just finished “A plague of Genius,” writing seems to be the only thing that helps me feel better concerning my two missing dogs. There is a large knot in my chest just under the breastbone that feels like electricity flows through it. Unfortunately, as soon as I stop writing, it reappears. I was hoping it was something simple, like the swine flu thing going around. But that would end eventually. This has been going on since they left. I pray that the good Lord watches over them. There is a lot of evil out there these days. Must go and attempt to write another short story. JH

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  • Alison Pearce