Blogging for Accord Hospice! Day 77

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Well, gentle readers, I'm back. I am just so happy that "Jack" and Charlie took the time to write such wonderful stories for Accord. And to those others who offered--thank you as well. Hopefully, this three-day break in my effort will be the only one. I am sorry for missing three days, but I decided that my health needed tending to, before I wound up in hospital again.

Anyway, thanks for sticking with me, and thank you for supporting Accord Hospice, in Paisley, Scotland. If you haven't already done so, you can visit the website, by going to:
www.accord.org.uk Don't forget to sign their guestbook--drop them a line and say hello. Accord's official charity registration number and address:
Charity No SC013682

ACCORD Hospice
Hawkhead Road
Paisley, Scotland (UK)
PA2 7BL
Tel: 0141 581 2000
Fax: 0141 581 2002

DAY 77

STORY #77

DOCTOR WHO:

Dead-man's Hand

In the smoky, crowded saloon, the Doctor leaned back in his chair, tugging his ear thoughtfully. He was dressed in his brown suit, sporting a white Stetson hat. He’d taken Donna to see the “wild west,” but hadn’t reckoned on her being kidnapped by a ruthless outlaw.

Now, he was playing for her life--five-card stud, winner takes all. The Doctor took two cards--and gasped. Aces and eights--“dead-man’s hand,” what Bill Hickock was holding, when he was murdered in Deadwood. The Doctor placed his cards on the table--the outlaw frowned deeply… Donna walked away a free woman.

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