CrowMac Creek: A Dream or a Reprieve From Reality

     There are times when life hits below the belt, when a relationship seems to tug at inner peace, stretching the emotional sinew that holds two people together. Belief in old friendships breaks like  thirsty twigs on a dusty trail. Faith fails and falls with the evening sun. No one needs CrowMac Creek any more than I do, but I have forgotten how to get there.