3:11 p.m. She looked up towards the window from her seated position on the floor to see the branches from the live oak tap tapping in a frenzied dance against the panes. 3:11 p.m. The house was silent now. On the first floor of the now almost empty cottage, all the possessions she had collected... Continue Reading →
She looked up towards the window from her seated position on the floor to see the branches from the live oak tap tapping in a frenzied dance against the panes.
The house was silent now. On the first floor of the now almost empty cottage, all the possessions she had collected throughout her life lay in neatly sealed cardboard boxes.
She began to breathe again as she watched the clock turn from 11 to 12. The wind whispered and ticked and at times screamed beyond the window.
She reached for the small, squat glass on the floor beside her: vodka and water, carefully measured so that she could drink all day long. This had become necessary after her father’s illness.
She shuddered at the memory of the room downstairs, the room where she had brought him to die. It had seemed like such a…
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Early in the morning, I got into my car after a workout and saw that I had forgotten to move my passenger side seat back to its original position. My grandson had visited, and I had shifted it as far possible forward in order to accommodate the car seat in the back. Grandson. As I... Continue Reading →
Driving across the USA is an exhilarating adventure. There is no better way to rekindle the love of this country than to experience it via epic road trip. The best parts of the adventure, are of course, in the offbeat places you come to stay. Many of those-Tucumcari,NM, Holbrook, AZ, Amarillo, TX--reference Route 66, the... Continue Reading →
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