The Organ Builder's Debt
I'm Maria Barnett, forty-four years old, and I run a canoe livery on the Biesbosch with my dad.
Amateur fiction writer in Michigan, keeping company with no pets right now, just houseplants and rye whiskey or strong espresso. I mostly write in Transgender, Gay Male, and Crossdressing, especially stories built around the anniversary surprise that goes sideways and people who work as plumbers or similar real-world trades. Constructive comments and favorites are always welcome. Ranked by how many readers finish them. Some are free to read in full; the rest open with a free preview.
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I'm Maria Barnett, forty-four years old, and I run a canoe livery on the Biesbosch with my dad.
The sedan had been rolling west on US-54 for about four hours when I decided the heat had cooked something loose in my brain.
The party had been going for four hours and I had already talked about the weather with eleven people.
*Just a story about two old-timers who find a little comfort in a cold forest.