Category: MARK 5 WOMAN
MARK 5 WOMAN – part 10
So he had a business proposition for me? Was he crazy? I was no business woman, I was an artist and a dreamer. What did he know about dreaming, what did I know about business? All I knew at that time ... Read More
MARK 5 WOMAN – part 7
It had been a long time since my eyes had caught the brilliance of a wall creeper. I was a young girl when my Papa took me on a rock hunting mission. Papa was always busy making something. On this day... Read More
MARK 5 WOMAN – part 6
I talk to God every night. He never talks back. Sometimes I think He is listening but sometimes I wonder if His ears are full of wax. I have discussed this issue with my Papa. Papa says that I am wron... Read More
MARK 5 WOMAN – part 5
I have to start painting something other than him. If only as a ruse to use as a decoy for my obsession of him, I must capture other objects. I began to walk through my village with a different view. ... Read More
MARK 5 WOMAN – part 4
Mama asked him over for the evening meal. I begged her not to. She is not good about listening to me. She said that it was something that Jewish mothers do – that not listening stuff. She made... Read More
MARK 5 WOMAN – part 3
The man who caught my heart soon became quite a fixture in our stone house. He regaled my Papa with humorous stories of his travels. Always I felt his eyes watching me, searching me, as I flitted abou... Read More
MARK 5 WOMAN – CHAPTER 2
I have heard it said that one never knows the value of something until it is lost. I have lost everything that I once loved during the past twelve years. Before the bleeding started I was at the pinna... Read More
