The Invoice The paper slid across the kitchen table and stopped against my coffee cup. “There,” Bianca said. I looked down. At the top, in bold letters, it said INVOICE. […]
Tammy wouldn’t come all the way into the room. She stood in the doorway of the bride’s room at the church with one hand on the frame. She was wearing […]
The card on the front row said MOTHER OF THE BRIDE. It was printed in gold letters on thick, creamy paper, the kind that costs three dollars a sheet. It […]
“Smoke’s good for the sinuses, Sandra. Clears a person right out.” That is what Lyle Becker said to me across four strands of wire fence, with a piece of rebar […]
“I don’t think we’re meant to grow old together.” That’s what my husband said to me on a Thursday night in October, standing in our kitchen with his coat still […]
The shelves were bare. I stood at the bottom of Mama’s cellar steps with my hand still on the light string and looked at them, all five rows, floor to […]
The doorbell rang once, sharp and certain, on a bright afternoon in early spring. Grandma wiped her hands on her apron and smiled a little. “Maybe it’s the mailman.” She […]
“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 […]
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 […]
The pumpkin costume was my idea, but the cupcakes were Dustin’s. He wanted them orange all the way through, so we put food coloring in the batter, and by the […]