Brave Little Friend

Brave Little Friend

Goodbye my faithful friend, my constant shadow. I’ll never again smooth the fine hair around your eyes and ears, or rub your belly between your front legs the way you love. Never again be exasperated by your leaping frenzied greeting when I come home at the end...
Natural Respect

Natural Respect

My stomach clenched, my hands gripped the steering wheel with white knuckles, my brain addled by the whirling of my head front to back side to side, my left leg ached with tension as it hovered over the clutch pedal. And yet I was proud, so proud of what I was doing,...
Have Steam, Will Travel

Have Steam, Will Travel

Tons of black iron crept almost soundlessly out of Ernie’s driveway, hissing, smoke billowing, gravel crunching under it’s enormous weight. A mass of levers and gauges allowed the driver to direct the steam power boiling within. At the controls, our cousin...
The Rhubarb Incident

The Rhubarb Incident

Mom stood looking out the big east kitchen window of our red brick farm house, “Susan! Look out the window, Cheryl’s outside with Blackie. Leading him in the rain!” I dropped my library book, uncurled my legs and jumped up in one quick movement, pressing my face...
The Bonfire Mission

The Bonfire Mission

Mom bustled around the kitchen checking supplies, preparing food – she was on a mission. I was busy playing with my toys, ignoring grownup stuff, but I could hear her dialing the black rotary phone that hung in the kitchen, talking to relatives, inviting them...

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