Silent Leaving
“Can’t imagine spending life with anyone else,” the old woman said. The rocking chairs creaked. A groundhog lumbered nearby. Such similar creatures are we, thought the old man. Eat, hibernate, mate, hibernate some more. He had left her long ago, retreated into dreams of another life. “Yep,” he said. “Imagine.” ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ This post was written for the…
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The Road Home
“What did he say?” she asked. “The engine is leaking oil, but the mechanic is gone for the night. We can come back tomorrow. Or, he said if we get a case of oil from the auto parts store next door and keep dumping it in, we’ll make it home.” They drove in silence for…
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The Wishing Well
Smoke stung his eyes as William glared at the well standing impotent in the middle of the scorched field. He likely gave these fields more of his own sweat and tears than that damned well ever gave him water; he raised barely enough in that bucket to keep his crops alive, never mind save them from…
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Fruitful Blessings
He watched his wife dress, her navel peeking from beneath a camisole and between stretch marks as she reached above her head to fix her hair. That small, intimate part of her reminded him how he worked to know her, to break through the rough, vibrant skin and bitter layers of pith surrounding the most…
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The Bakery
The smell was exactly the same as it was forty years ago – the doughy comfort of freshly-baked bread and crescent rolls mingled with the sugary sweetness of coffee cake, shoo-fly pie, and the best cream or jelly-filled doughnuts ever made. Instantly transported through time, I was seven years old standing with my cousin, noses pressed up…
