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Wearing her pink and green pajama pants and an overcoat, she scuffs through the kitchen into the garage. Kicks off her fuzzy slippers and pushes her feet into dirty garden shoes; balancing one foot at a time while holding her camera inside a plastic grocery bag. “What...
All moments funnel into one, swirl faster in eye-blurring fury and collide, shatter in slow motion. Metal against metal. I see the bike spin and slide across the concrete. D slams the car to a stop in the middle of the road and leaps out. I freeze in my seat,...
Last night I had some company. First to show up in my dream was my cousin John with the crazy staccato laugh, huge heart and endless pranks. He and his brother George were always up to something. When they were little, they asked my Aunt Esther if they could decorate...
Thunder trembles the ground. There isn’t a response from my soul other than to shiver. I am safely inside, but my respectful fear keeps me in agreement that thunder is still scary. It’s like hearing the throne room of God. A low rumbling that reminds one that she...
Be it my camera or my husband’s .22 rifle, I want my aim to be right on...
I go to the gym five days a week to torture myself. Why? Well 15 years ago it...
It shatters my slumber, the voice through the monitor. "Gramma. Gramma!" It's...
Grace has brought a blue-topped spiral notebook as well as two big...
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