The Dress Finished on Mama’s Sewing Machine
There were four dents in the carpet where the cabinet had stood. That’s what I saw first. Four little square dents, each one about the size of a postage stamp, […]
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There were four dents in the carpet where the cabinet had stood. That’s what I saw first. Four little square dents, each one about the size of a postage stamp, […]
There were forty pale rectangles in the grass where our hives had been, and I counted every one of them. I don’t know why. I could see from the lane […]
My name is Harleen Eekens, and I am seventy-one years old. On a Saturday night in September, I told my daughter-in-law I had an early flight, and I went to […]
Someone kept ruining my freshly painted garage door just days before our neighborhood’s biggest competition. When I found out who was behind it, I decided to give the judges a […]
The double doors at the back of the gym hit the wall with a bang that made half the room jump. My son was in the middle of the second […]
“Did you print this at the library, hon?” The deputy held my mother’s license up to the sun between two fingers, the way you would hold a twenty-dollar bill you […]
The last morning I saw my son, he burned the toast. It was a Tuesday in January. Seven-fifteen. Still dark outside. The kitchen smelled like smoke and coffee, and Lucas […]
“Starting January first, you pay two thousand dollars a month in rent, or you disappear.” My son said it standing up, with a glass of bourbon in one hand and […]
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 […]
The two silver BMWs pulled into the gravel lot of St. Andrews Chapel in formation, one behind the other, like a motorcade for someone important. I was standing at the […]