The Fund They Voted Away
The new pastor smiled at me across the fellowship hall and told me my name had been removed from the church rolls, and that the… Read more
The Layaway Angel No One Knew
The first time I caught my mother stealing, she was seventy-one years old, and she was stealing from herself. I want to tell you what… Read more
My Mother’s Last Good Year
I was forty-three years old when I packed up my apartment in Charlotte and drove four hours north to move back into the house I… Read more
The Hymnal She Could Not Read
The hymnal in my lap that first Sunday was the same red one they hand out to every soul who walks through the doors of… Read more
The Hymn That Brought My Brother Back
I want to tell you about the morning I buried my mother in Wickett, Nebraska, a town so small the welcome sign and the goodbye… Read more
The Headstone The Whole Town Bought
The grave had been bare for eleven months when I finally admitted to myself that it might stay that way. I want to be honest… Read more
