MTM and I were out at a bar before Christmas. Our friend John, former owner of our favorite coffee spot, was in town from his new home in Brooklyn. He crossed the room and beamed at me.
“How’s your cycle?”Continue Reading
My father had a love affair with Germany. For all I know, he had a love affair IN Germany, but he doesn’t talk about such things. Not directly, anyway.
“Get those pictures out of the closet, Linda. Those ones of me in the army.”Continue Reading
I sat in the back quadrant of the room, off to the right. When he sidled up to me, I dug my fingernails into particle board and plastic. I tried to be quiet, but I still think I let out a little sigh.Continue Reading