The Mylar Balloon Chronicles

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I’ve been here for more than a year. Just hanging on a hook. Packaged in a see-through plastic envelope — a “We’re #1” metallic gold hand, my index finger raised to the sky. Only $5.89.

I thought I would have been a chosen one last week for the Super Bowl, but no takers.

The Baby Girl and Baby Boy balloons have come and gone.



Her writing muse lurks in the volcanic hills amidst mustangs, marmots and jackalopes. While hiking with her dogs, Ann stumbles upon stories of dark humor.

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