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LUXURIOUS NOTHINGNESS
Sara, in luxurious comfort, was clothed in bubble wrap and serenaded by the crumpling of gift wrap. Why could Frank not understand! She was freezing in “stuff”. He loved her. He would give the world for her to be happy – … Continue reading
THE DUMP
“What you been up to, Pete?” “Not so much ‘up to’ anything. More like ‘down to’. I’ve been sleeping on a couch in the city dump.” “How did you get to this nice place?” “Got a job.” “That’s good.” “Yeah. … Continue reading
THE ZACCHAEUS ROUTE
“Nope.” the sign read. Feeling unwelcome but determined, Claire went inside and asked anyway. “Do you have the Guest Books from former years?” “Yes, some. What year do you need?” “So far, so good.” She thought. “From eight years ago.” … Continue reading
LONG TIME ON THIS TRAIN
Another train car to unpack. I’m now on my ninth. One for each decade. The first four, I packed my cars – education, family, houses, cars, friends and stuff – from cars and jars to singing tunes and measuring spoons. … Continue reading
GONE
Sarah opened the door and stopped in horror! Everybody was gone. She had been left. Yesterday an EP Leader left a message. “Arrangements made. Exact time unknown. Be prepared. You will have six minutes to meet Escape Patrol behind lilac … Continue reading
IF AT FIRST YOU SUCCEED,
It’s done, down to the menus, salt, pepper, and welcome mat. Dad chuckled when he saw the name, Felicia’s Forte. She was daddy’s little girl. Felicia nervously waited at the hostess desk. The door opens…..to customers and to her future. … Continue reading
BOTH DIED
My mom, the ACTRESS – third from right, middle row. As ACTRESS she was Saturday Special Matinee Headlines. Mom was happy; ACTRESS was not. Too bad. Mom was sweet, kind, humble. ACTRESS was witchy, rude, arrogant. Even Dad didn’t … Continue reading
OF BEING EIGHT
Sorrowful old house befitting my memory. Mom was moaning. Dad told me to go feed the pigs. I did. Went back. Dad said go outside and don’t come back until he called for me. I did. I could see everything … Continue reading
ANSWERED PRAYER?
I thought I was humoring kids when we prayed for their pets, until one morning ….. **************** I glanced out the icy window, I must find Buttons. I had looked until it got too dark. He’ll be so cold. … Continue reading
CHANTAY
Claire checked the note again. Number four from bottom on right. Long hair. Her name is Chantay. Holding back tears, Claire smiled. The parents had kept the name Claire had given the two-hour-old baby with Claire’s DNA. The baby … Continue reading
