Bob Blundell

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  • 12/07/2018

    I watched as they drug the woman up the uneven steps, limp and bleeding, and when they reached the top, they dropped her near His feet.

  • 11/23/2018

    He and his brothers, who lay strewn on the bottom of the boat sleeping, had fished most of the night. The fishing had not been good, not a single fish, and after tending the nets for hours they...

  • 11/09/2018

    Along the muddied banks of the Jordan, thin reeds the color of sage reached toward the sky, bending gently in the breeze. A silver mist clung to the water’s surface, and as the sun pierced the...

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