The girl's tears are soakers. They never flow enough to nourish me but that is not part of our bargain. She confides the secrets no one else can learn. I help her as much as one can by listening... [+]
Long ago and once again a writer of fiction (all lengths, most genres). In between, a low budget television producer, disaster scientist, consultant, and professor. Throughout, a lover of oceans, cats, and live music, usually not mixed together. I live near the sea in Carpinteria, California. Read longer free fiction at my blogs (sueperryauthor.com or ddsebysueperry.wordpress.com).