"The key is to allow, never force, because divine guidance, at first, is fragile—a
translucent veil, a distant echo—such that the moment one reaches and grabs, it
is no longer. But I've learned a trick. I simply start writing...."
KiKi Palmer passed over to greener pastures where buffalo roam and deer and antelope play. Ironic since she hated the outdoors. KiKi is survived by her brother, Arthur, who came to her home every Sunday for the past forty years to enjoy a Manhattan. They usually ordered a pizza. Neither brother nor sister had married. According to KiKi, marriage was archaic. Two bull dogs, Sweet Pea and Cornelius, are available for adoption at the K-9 Rescue.