Weathering It

Comets Story 6

I was pumped up. My first game in forty six years was just two days away and I was bursting with excitement.

Axel had called everyone together for a meeting but it was clear my teammates were less than thrilled. “Ces gars sont…

Shaping Up

Comets Story 5

Don actually was in shape, in good shape, in fact. He’d run dozens of marathons and innumerable shorter races. He worked out at a nearby sports club, and just running our centuries-old Normandy property was a workout of its own. He chopped and hauled wood…