Part 2: Adele looked around the house. If there was gonna be a meetin’, then there had to be a cleanin’ first. “Look a there,” she said to herself, rubbing her hand across the divan. Miss Fuzz had been sneaking around and napping, and that cat knew well that the divan was off limits! That … Continue reading
Adele Louise Martin was lounging in her parlor on a 1950s green sofa that she fondly called, “the divan” that stretched out like a long chartreuse lily pad where she now wiggled her toes and tried not to think of the pesky issue with her gums. She tossed her copy of Southern Living onto the … Continue reading
It was 1986 when Greg Taylor decided life was limited in small town. After all, he had thoroughly blasted it with Led Zeppelin back in the 70s, and there just wasn’t much more to do. He had the hair – check, mastered the guitar – check, saved some money….well ok, not saved any real money, … Continue reading
At fifteen, I found myself intricately studying the architecture of hamburgers and following the instructions of my uncle regarding the assembly and appearance of such culinary delicacies. Uncle Ron was my mother’s older brother and they were just like peas and carrots, as Forest would say. He knew the food business as he had established … Continue reading
My mind drifts from the still life in landscape painted in oil breaking up the melancholy of cursed rooms to the center of the hospital bed as I stood next to my mother pressing my pulse to her’s willing her to live her life dispensing into my soul losing cherished moments running through my fingers … Continue reading
Why go back to the 1980s when you can revisit the 1970s? I wrote this character sketch on my cousin when I was about fifteen-years-old. She had visited us and spent the summer on our farm when I was around nine or ten and evidently made a lasting impression on me. I wrote a bit … Continue reading
“Where in the world did all those red Cannas go?” asked Aunt Agnes looking out her window. “The ones in the circle flower bed out front?” “Yes, the ones in front of our building, Jillie!” “My goodness, they aren’t there? I haven’t a clue!” I said as I looked out the window with her. I … Continue reading
There’s a news flash today Oh wait, in the new world order there is always breaking headlines President Trump tweeted… Elevator to the 2nd floor landing a certain familiar quiet greets the stilled entry into the sunroom where a small spider glides smoothly knitting a web hung on silver space. In the corner … Continue reading
So we left our heroine, Mary Ann Davis on the cusp of having entered the county beauty pageant to compete for prize money which she desperately needed to go to medical assistant school in California. Mary Ann’s career goals were limited in her little town so she had decided she wanted to be an assistant … Continue reading
After the assembly, Eliza and I picked up little pink pamphlets with a typewriter embossed at the top. “Boy, some of the idiots they let in this place,” I said. “Definitely,” Eliza answered. “To think that I would cut my nails to type all day!” Time passed in a flurry and the contest was near. … Continue reading
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