Gabby
Gabby, you shouldn’t worry about things you can’t control.
Category: Contemporary
Sometimes Something Happens
Sometimes something happens and you just think, isn't that interesting.
Shaky Hands
My earliest memories are of family dinners. A distinct one occurred after my first day at St. Jerome Primary School. Father sat at the head of the table, between the dining room windows. Without a…
Sunday Morning Coming Down
When I said, "Hi, how you doing?" this attractive brunette with a flip hairdo looked at me as if I'd spoken a foreign language. She said something back that had a "ya" in it.
Extreme Solution
Cookie's big head, mopped with black ringlets, poked through the empty windowpane of the abandoned streetcar.