Thirty-nine years old 1519 Master’s dead. Master’s dead! I still can’t believe it’s true. My stomach knots and coils while I drag myself along the winding, hidden passageways leading to his workshop within the bowels of the monastery. I steady myself befo...
They drove home mostly in silence, the afterglow of an extraordinary weekend providing a contentment that neither could remember in recent times. Still fresh on their minds, it took only the touch of a hand to rekindle some of that lust, each feeling it i...
It was another day in the I.T. hurricane, and Jeremy wasn’t sure how many more he could take. It can be an exciting field to work in, creating engaging experiences for internal and external customers, using code and configured applications to do seemingly...
