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
The Knitting Circle Set Me Up
For eleven years I was the woman who found everybody else somebody. I paired off half of Dunmore County from a card table at the… Read more
The Janitor Who Was a War Hero
For eleven years I walked past Alistair Bram every single morning and said maybe four words to him. “Morning.” Sometimes not even that. Sometimes just… Read more
Grandpa Fell for His Smart Speaker
We bought it as a joke. That is the part I have to start with, because it is the part I am most ashamed of… Read more
The Bingo War That Made Us Friends
There is a particular sound a bingo dauber makes when you slam it down on a card just a little harder than you need to,… Read more
The Turkey Swap That Fed the Street
I have lived in the same building on Larkspur Street for nineteen years, and for eighteen of them I would have told you I knew… Read more