The night has razor claws soused in horror. It slinked down back roads and alleys with a murderous man. “Listen,” they said “don’t go out….don’t go out alone.” He stalked the bars smiling in neon’s sordid dazzle propped himself in the backlit shadows behind restaurants then slipped into a young nurse’s apartment his sharp knife … Continue reading
Part 1 is here: https://broussardlana.wordpress.com/2018/06/10/the-summer-of-the-yellow-jackets/ “See that, kids. The town is behind us. We are gonna rock this year!” Coach Grey exclaimed. “Lookout, Kingland!” said Oliver. “Well, we don’t want to get all crazy, they still got a good team. Don’t ya’ll get lazy and quit batting practice. We will still keep working!” Coach Grey … Continue reading
Dena Kay liked to take me to the movies when she didn’t have anyone else to ask along. I liked going, as of course, I would like to go just about anywhere. After all, it wasn’t a whole lotta fun, and also rather tricky, having to play dodgeball by oneself. Dena Kay just loved scary … Continue reading
I could tell you about how the stadium lights bounce like clear, elusive diamonds off the green turf or how the whole town gathers at the goal post during winning seasons or even about how every boy dreams to run the patterns of their sky-bound heroes I could tell you about how the kid down … Continue reading
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
I find in the middle drawer of an antique chest an envelope of postage stamps that my mother forgot she had The pink rose ones dated 1998 one Kwanzaa two Snow White and a stamp that simply boasts, “First Class” It is easy to see how forgotten things fall to the bottom of a drawer … Continue reading
If someone had told Greg Taylor that he’d be rewriting the history of Ironic Things Laced with Rock Music lyrics one day, he wouldn’t have taken them seriously. In the early 1980s, he and his band members were enrolled in high school Ag class. Ag being short for Agriculture, of course. As part of the … Continue reading
The smell of rubber even now means anticipation shaped into bicycle tires getting that new bike riding on seat springs and sunlight skirting a pathway to the sun legs turning to jelly pumping pedals flying down Pine Street and Jr. High too summer yawning ahead like a billion burnished promises gliding along the edge of … 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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