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05 August 2017
Sweet Nothings
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13 October 2015
San Diego
By Bud Koenemund
A 100-word story
A 100-word story
After San Diego,
the President went a little crazy. It was understandable. Maybe even expected.
And, on some level, forgivable. His parents lived – had lived – near the Navy
base. Friends and advisors tried to bring some solace by assuring him it had
ended quickly for them. But, he knew they’d never really be sure about that.
A dozen terrorist organizations
claimed responsibility. The CIA narrowed it down to one group – with, they
said, 73 percent certainty. With a three in four chance of being right, 20 B-2
bombers lifted off from Whiteman AFB in Missouri, and disappeared into the
night.
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