Flight Into Egypt
When I dream, Egypt is in black and white, Or sepia-brown with red hues faded in, A toothless guide with shiny leather skin Stands guard o’er treasures rich within his sight.
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--Jeffrey Dennis Pearce
Jeffrey Dennis Pearce lives with his wife, Linda, and his children, Kimberly and Bryson, on his family’s ancestral farm in Western Washington State. He holds degrees in history from Biola University and California State University, Sacramento, and teaches Western Civilization courses at a local community college. His short story “All Quiet Along the Potomac Tonight” is slated for publication in an upcoming edition of All Hallows, the journal of The Ghost Story Society.
