Jeff Clement
speaker
719 appearances
4 recordings
1 series
first heard May 2026
last heard 13 Sep
Jeff Clement’s voice in public audio — every appearance, attributed to the second.
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James collected his sniffles.
I nodded, but the weight on my chest didn't get any lighter.
Slowly, sequestered in each other's arms, we caught our breath.
James held my cheek in his palm and wiped away my tears with his thumb.
It had been nine days since French Fry, our little calico, had slipped out of the front door and disappeared.
I'm going to drive by the old place again.
She always liked the old place better.
I slid out of the bed and onto our clothes-littered floor.
James sat up and leaned against the headboard.
I nodded as I changed into pants and a sweatshirt.
I can't sleep, James, thinking about her all by herself out there.
It was April, and a heavy rainstorm was rolling in that night from the east.
I don't know, but I have to try...
James swung his legs out of bed.
By the time we turned onto Congress Street towards the dingy duplex we'd spent our college days in, rain was pouring down our windshield in thick sheets.
James rubbed my back with his right hand and gripped the steering wheel with his other.
It was past midnight, but still not so late that there weren't plenty of kids trekking home from the bars with damp shoes and drawn-tight hoods.
When we arrived at our old place, the lower half of an aging two-story house, the lights were still on.
I peered through the foggy car window, hoping to catch a glimpse of French Fry huddled in the duplex's muddy, overgrown garden.
No luck.
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