The Clone First reaction? Absolutely not. “No way,” I say. “No way,” says Dimitri. “No way,” agrees René. “At least we agree,” says Diane, “Sort of.” But it’s not so simple… I look around the boardroom table. Around the table are three of my closest friends who happen to be junior scientists at a corporation… Continue reading The Clone
PIKE The fishing rod suddenly and violently jerked down to the water’s edge. “Oh,” my father said, “He’s got a big one.” And indeed I had. The line on the reel spun out with a whizzing sound. I wanted to hand the rod over to my father. Ray, my father’s friend, reached over for it.… Continue reading Pike
THE TRIP It was only after my divorce that I considered taking up sailing again. The whole process took a number of years to unfold. One day, I accepted an invitation to sail from a bridge partner; soon I began renting small sailboats from the Lac Brome marina on my own. I enjoyed that experience… Continue reading THE TRIP
“Behind us, in the beyond, exists a beautiful world. It is a world of Light.” With these words Philip could indeed see a world beyond the seated men, shimmering in a golden glow, a place where, he felt intuitively, one’s hearts desires were fully and instantly realized.
Pickle How often have you been that close to danger? Well, it happened to my wife and me; not “danger” per se, but had it turned out differently we would have been, as my wife aptly put it later, “in deep doo-doo”. And, it happened recently as well. Er, today, to be exact; that is, Saturday, March… Continue reading Pickle
How did I get here? Well, it all began when my wife decided that we should move, that is, buy another country house. That is, sell the one we have now – downsize – and buy another one. Not just any one but one she saw on the Internet. “We can’t afford ours anymore,” she complained. “We… Continue reading How did I get here?
“Oh no, man, that’s awful. That’s shit fuck-face.” My situation was bad but only Enrico really knows how to express the male emotion. “What should I do?” I say. “I don’t know, man. I don’t know.” Enrico and I were seated at a table at our favourite bar. I was sipping my beer slowly; that’s… Continue reading Gym