Jason Whetten
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Rexburg ChroniclesEden Part II
It had been two weeks since I had come back to the US from Brazil. I was still living with my father in our musty, museum of a home and was working forty-hour weeks in a shop in Spokane Valley making airplane parts. Now, to give you an accurate picture of where I lived, my … Continue reading
Eden Part I
A biting April chill blew hard as the morning sky caught fire. The entire expanse was covered with long clouds that looked more like finger painted smudges. I stood at the cross walk at 2nd West and 3rd North looking at a tiny little cabin arrayed in bright, vibrant blooms. It was a quaint home, … Continue reading
Rexburg Chronicles 