The Chair on My Mother’s Sun Porch
Kendra Moore slid the paper across the front counter while I was still sweeping up after Mrs. Halvorson’s cut. She did it the way you… Read more
The Monday the Quilts Came Out
The first time I saw my new neighbor take a picture of my clothesline, she was standing on her brand new deck in a pink… Read more
The Boy Who Bid on Her Steer
“I’ve got a dollar ten. Who’ll give me a dollar and a quarter? Dollar and a quarter, now a quarter, now a quarter.” Dale Frey… Read more
The Widow Across the Gravel Road
The notepad was yellow, the long legal kind, and my mother kept it on the counter by the bread box, right where the church bulletin… Read more
The Town Girl Who Bought the Farm Back
Merle Hansen waited until I pulled the suction out of his mouth. He was eighty-one, a retired corn and cattle man from out past Gibbon,… Read more
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Fran Outstanding as usual, thank you 😊
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