The Warmest Room in My House
The sound that woke me was a drill. It was a short, careful sound, the kind a person makes when she is trying to be… Read more
The Red Tricycle Outside His Office Window
My son held his hand out across my birthday cake, palm up, the way you hold your hand out to a child who has something… Read more
The Flower Shop Across the Street
I had a boutonniere in one hand and a strip of green tape between my teeth when Dale Petrie Jr. came into the back room… Read more
The Green Ledger And My Eighty Acres
“You never sat a tractor a day in your life, Marlys.” My brother said it with a roasting ear in his hand, butter running down… Read more
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