Author Archives: Chico’s Mom

Winter Season

You were that girl? Chet was having a really hard time with the whole she was the girl that summer story. Was she really? He finally asked, “Esther, tell us something about you.” “There really isn’t much to tell. I have shared a little with Oscar. You all call her Widow Morrison but she wasContinue reading “Winter Season”

Winter Season

The other night She pointed to Oscar still sitting in living room floor, still looking blankly into space. “Help me get him up and over to his house, please.” They worked together to move him. “Does he make a habit of not eating?” She knew the answer to that before she even asked. “The moreContinue reading “Winter Season”

The Offer

Jessica sat on a deserted park bench in shock. She stared helplessly into space; desperately trying to figure out the days events. “Lovely isn’t it?” A male voice interrupted her tragedy. “What?” She replied blankly. “The church you’re staring at.” She broke her gaze to look at the church. “If you say so.” “You don’tContinue reading “The Offer”

Winter Season

The card Esther’s second week in this new place was quickly approaching. She still hadn’t spent her first real night in her house.  But she was taking her time and doing everything right the first time. Getting sick from the Covid booster didn’t help. Oscar didn’t seem to mind. In fact, he seemed to beContinue reading “Winter Season”

Waste not. Want not: pans

I think I mentioned in an earlier stanza that the company I work for buys us birthday lunch. Sometimes lunch is brunch. I have been given permission to bring the leftover grease pans home to my dog. I get the benefit of eating the content before. Chico after. Then sharing on my blog. Some ofContinue reading “Waste not. Want not: pans”