The Shed That Earned Its Keep
“Quit fussing, Donna.” That was all he said. He said it to his pie. It was Sunday dinner, the first week of June, and my brother Vince was at my […]
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“Quit fussing, Donna.” That was all he said. He said it to his pie. It was Sunday dinner, the first week of June, and my brother Vince was at my […]
I bought eleven acres outside Dunmore, Nebraska, for one reason. I wanted to be left alone with my grief where nobody would watch me do it. Carol had been gone […]
“Arrive at two,” my son said. I had the phone pinched between my ear and my shoulder, and flour up both arms to the elbow. It was the first Sunday […]
The safety pin was what I saw first. Not the dress. The pin. A plain steel safety pin pushed straight through the lace of the left cuff, holding a white […]
The first time I saw Martin Hale, he was dripping wet and laughing. It was the summer of 1975. I was twenty-one years old, standing on the edge of a […]
“Stop acting poor.” That’s what my brother’s fiancée said to my grandmother at seven o’clock in the morning on her wedding day. My grandmother was standing in her own kitchen […]
It was 3:17 in the morning when Ava started crying for the third time that night. I know the exact time because I looked at the clock on the nightstand. […]
My sister broke my violin in half less than twenty minutes before the most important performance of my life, all because I refused to give her my new dress. She […]