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It’s your mom’s birthday today, and you…

Finish the story; number 12 – It’s your mom’s birthday today, and you… It’s your mom’s birthday today, and you… A friend invited us to his farm to pick veggies. While we were there, he offered us any of the flowers that were growing. His wife (now deceased) ordered flowers by the dozens. Many heContinue reading “It’s your mom’s birthday today, and you…”

Winter Season

Cousin Doris “I’m glad you’re enjoying it.” He spread his coat on the ground and sat down, she joined him, setting between his knees. He wrapped his arms around her shoulders. “Where is that smoke coming from?” “That’s where Priscilla’s parents live.” “This place is so remote. How on earth did you survive?” “I didn’tContinue reading “Winter Season”

Winter Season

Christmas nightmare Christmas dinner in Oscar’s mind was already a nightmare and they hadn’t even left the house yet. He had thrown up three times since he rolled out of bed. He just knew this was going to be a disaster by no fault of Esther’s. Why did he ask her? Why did he getContinue reading “Winter Season”

Winter Season

What job? Esther sat with her legs stretched out on the couch, browsing through the newspaper. A sorry excuse for a newspaper at that. Her mission was looking for a job. What job? This little town had not one. The classified section of the paper was a swap meet. There came a knock at herContinue reading “Winter Season”

Winter Season

Bad examples Esther cocked her head to one side, “and where does it say that?” “In Genesis, masturbation is a sin.” She puffed out her chest, proud of her answer. “Indeed.” Esther rubbed her hands together, “I just love it how people take one passage and run with it. First of all that passage inContinue reading “Winter Season”

Winter Season

“No, we’s not. We’s chosen to be uneducated, unpolished, poor white trash. I don’t care how country you are or how poor you are. You can use home spun English and still sound like you have sense. You can be poor as dirt and be clean and not smell like a sweaty beer soaked dishrag,Continue reading “Winter Season”

Winter Season

Little Man Little man spun around and started screaming. “Pussy! Pussy! Come hur. You gotta see dis! Pussy!” The sound of his voice caused Esther to shutter. A movement that Oscar noticed. Before long this scrawny looking woman came into the living room holding a baby with three smaller children trailing behind her. They lookedContinue reading “Winter Season”

I’m the fool

For a split second. A brief moment in time. I thought. I prayed your apology might be genuine. The call you made. This game will fade. Then I prayed, “God if this is real, lay it on my heart to deal.” But the need, desire isn’t there. Quite to the contraire. Then I get anContinue reading “I’m the fool”

My fault, really?

I don’t deal with emotional stuff well. Life has taught me not to dwell. Crap happens. Move on. Who cares if you got your feelings hurt? Be done. ‘Oh, you got your little feelings hurt?’ Overrated. Moot, overrated, antiquated. I hear you. Don’t care. You’re the one with the problem, do you dare? So IContinue reading “My fault, really?”