A Light Change
Her daughter is in the back, buckled into a car seat, but facing forward and in the middle. The baby girl holds a blanket and rubs her fingers against the … Continue reading
August 23, 2013 · 8 Comments
Stay Fickle
Gazing at each other through their thick glasses, smoothing their sweaters, two little old ladies were at an age not to care, but still cared, vaguely–mostly about what they thought … Continue reading
January 4, 2012 · Leave a comment
The Nice Thing About Strangers 