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  • November 16, 2020 · JEBWizard Publishing

    Watson and the Terrific Ten

    JEBWizard Publishing is excited to announce the upcoming release of a wonderful new book by Cumberland (RI) native, John Eric Johnson. For those of us who love the wonders and magic of Christmas, this is a story you’ll want to…

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  • December 23, 2019 · Mind Wanderings

    The Last Christmas Part XIV: The Things that Matter

    The storm grew in intensity as the temperature became bone-chilling. Snuggled between the wolf’s fur and the blanket, Joe didn’t feel the cold. But he knew it was frigid and he was worried about Chrissy. The jacket she was wearing…

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  • December 22, 2019 · Mind Wanderings

    The Last Christmas Part XIII: The Rescue Mission and a Little Unexpected Help

    Dashing into the house, panting and out of breath, Joe ran to his room. His mother’s voice chased him down the hallway. “Will the two adventurers be home for lunch?” “Dunno, Ma. I hope so.” He yelled back. “You hope…

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  • December 21, 2019 · Mind Wanderings

    The Last Christmas Part XII: How Can a Barn Disappear?

    Laughing and joking as they ran along the path, Chrissy beat Joe to the edge of the field. They both stopped dead in their tracks. The barn was gone. “Joe, the barn. It’s gone.” “Like my grandfather always said, you…

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  • December 20, 2019 · Mind Wanderings

    The Last Christmas Part XI Hold Fast to Your Memories

    Joe and Chrissy walked out of class at Ashton School and headed to lunch Just before they got to the lunchroom, Ms. Geddes, the principal, came over to them. “Joe, go get your coat. Your mother is on her way…

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  • December 19, 2019 · Mind Wanderings

    The Last Christmas Part X: Flight School

    “We’re gonna what?” Chrissy said, as they admired the finished sleigh. “Take it for a ride.” Joe slapped her on the back, then walked to the front of the sled. The elves were lining up the reindeer, hoisting the harnesses…

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  • December 18, 2019 · Mind Wanderings

    The Last Christmas Part IX: Facing Doubt

    “Grandpa!” Joe yelled as he saw the old man sitting on the couch. “You’re home!” He ran to him, wrapping him in a hug. “You have a talent for stating the obvious, Joe.” The old man smiled. “Huh?” “Never mind.…

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  • December 17, 2019 · Mind Wanderings

    The Last Christmas Part VIII: Doubt Comes to Visit

    “Do you want to tell me how we’re gonna get past an army of pine trees?” Chrissy asked as they walked along the bike path. “In case you forgot I had to save you from them last time.” “I know,…

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  • December 15, 2019 · Mind Wanderings

    The Last Christmas Part VI: Building a Sleigh (Deluxe Model)

    Joe and Chrissy spent several hours organizing and assembling parts. Slowly, the sleigh began to take shape. Turning the page in the manual, Joe read the next step. Engine testing, part 1. He handed the book to Chrissy, found the…

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  • December 11, 2019 · Mind Wanderings

    The Last Christmas Part II: A Christmas Secret

    “So, what was this big secret your grandfather shared with you?” “Moooom, I can’t tell you. It’s a secret.” Joe looked at his mother as she started the car. “I promised.” “That grandfather of yours is up to something, isn’t…

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