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THE LAST MANUSCRIPT OF ROBERT MORGAN
A Tale of Ambition and Temptation, and the Devil’s Bargain Behind American Liter...
JUST KEEP WRITING
Having nothing better to do on a rainy Saturday morning, one that unfortunately ...
A SPACE IN TIME – CHAPTER 8
“I don’t think you should be getting up, John,” Herold said.
Booth had alread...
LONG TRIP BACK TO DALLAS
Some stops change more than your route
Chicago traffic was unbearable, the ve...
THE NIGHT HE COULDN’T MISS
A playoff game, a fading career, and a performance no one could believe.
Jax ...
GAME EIGHT
We Finally Won the Big One
GAME EIGHT
We Finally Won the Big One
I’m si...
A SPACE IN TIME – CHAPTER 7
When Lincoln entered the Cabinet Room, every man rose to his feet.
Several be...
A SPACE IN TIME – CHAPTER 6
There was sharp banging at the door.
Dr. Samuel Mudd woke with a start and re...
A SPACE IN TIME – CHAPTER 5
President Lincoln slept fitfully that night.
He dreamt he had been shot—a...
A SPACE IN TIME – CHAPTER 4
President Lincoln laughed heartily at Hawk’s line. Mary glanced at him and smile...