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Grim is now growing up. Strangely enough, girls aren’t so yucky any longer. Who’d have guessed? Enjoy!

The Grim Reaper is growing up. I think we can all remember what it was like to be back in grade school. I would bet anything that you knew guys just like him. Otherwise, not a whole lot to add. Enjoy!

For those of you worried I’m writing a story about a little boy, relax. He grows up. He’s also a relatively normal kid, completely unlike some of my other heroes.

Amusing note – When I was publishing this story I had never told my wife about my hobby of writing stories. For one thing, her tastes are more than a bit different than mine. In any case, whenever she asks me what I am typing at night, when watching television, I had always told her that I was writing the great American novel. Then she said, “Well, I hope you finish it soon, so I can stop working the night shift at Price Chopper!”

It was just too much for me. I turned to her and answered, “I have, and it’s published!”

She stared at me and went, “What?”

“I wrote a novel. People have paid hundreds of dollars to read it! It’s twice as long as War and Peace!” Then I gave her a raspberry for good measure. I offered to load a reader on her laptop and copy the file to her computer. It took her forever to finish, though, since she reads slower than a blind snail. She does like spending the money, though.

Enjoy!

So here we are with a new story. This one’s a long one, but I think you’ll like it. It’s going to take a few months to publish. I posted it on StoriesOnline, but it’s been suggested that I publish some of my stories that would be appropriate for this site. I look forward to hearing your comments. Enjoy!

The lightning hit on Janice’s business was something I took from my own experience. For quite a few years I was the IT manager at my company, by virtue of the fact that I was the only member of management who had ever seen a computer at the time. I drove to work one morning to find the place in an uproar. The night before a thunderstorm had rolled through and a bolt of lightning had hit the telephone pole in our parking lot. It blew the top six feet off the pole and then got into the telephone lines. Some of the lightning ran through a line to a nearby building, burning out the line and blowing a hole in the wall of the building. The bolt also went down to the guard shack at the base of the telephone pole and exploded the phone in the shack; parts were blown all over the shack. The worst happened when the main force of the bolt traveled through the phone lines to the main switchboard, where they blew apart $30,000 worth of switches. When I got there, I found smoke and melted plastic still flowing out of the switch and immediately killed the electric to the building. Hell of a mess!

Anyway, I hope you enjoyed the story. I will start posting another one soon. Thanks!