The Laundress

The laundry woman weaves heavy footed down rows of tables and stacks of plastic baskets singing a silent litany to the many colored clothes. The washing machines randomly buzzing stopping, starting: Whir! Spin! That one on the end momentarily pausing hesitating under the weight of sheets and such. The smell of bleach clean exhilaration permeates … Continue reading →

Margie

Character Sketch – Book Excerpt: Whispering Falls “Aunt Margie, who made you the head of the neighborhood watch program?” I asked, smiling. “Hmmph!” she said as she tottered past me, clacking her cane. Aunt Margie knew all the neighbors’ habits just like she knew all abut the boyfriends and girlfriends of her great grand kids. … Continue reading →