Kenneth D Poindexter

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The penetrating and alluring aroma of coffee drew his eye to the steaming cup waiting for him on the end table by the door. Taking a sip, he opened the shades and stood looking out through his bedroom window onto the lake, which he’d glimpsed only as a shadow the night before.
The Shack: Where Tragedy Confronts Eternity
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