Continued from “On The Interlude.”

Old habits die hard as the saying commonly goes. Let’s just say they linger on…along a rather tricky and incredibly thin line. In a terrifying snare featuring destiny, they draw the distinction between redemption and damnation. The competing interests pitting the habitual path in relapse and the not so easily discerned pleading ray of hope constantly and in some cases subtly begging for audience determine one’s ultimate side of the coin in fulfillment. Continue reading “OPERATION MARINE GALE” →