The first time Leezy appeared, I admonished her. Days after, I berated myself for my behavior.
I hadn’t seen Leezy in over 25 years. I’d decided that she’d forgotten me, despite her promises. Until . . . Continue reading
The first time Leezy appeared, I admonished her. Days after, I berated myself for my behavior.
I hadn’t seen Leezy in over 25 years. I’d decided that she’d forgotten me, despite her promises. Until . . . Continue reading
Petey hated parties and she hated that her best friend, Sarah, begged her to attend this one. At 61 years of age, Petey was too old to “do” parties. She’d met enough people in her life, thank you very much, and there were few she liked.
Sarah was one person who Petey admired, but as Petey stood on one foot, and then the other in the back corner of Sarah and Don Tavish’s living room along with a stray red balloon floating above her, she wondered if even Sarah should be crossed off her list. Continue reading
My mom doesn’t understand that a virus is attacking the world.
She doesn’t know that those most at risk are the elderly and that at 96, she’s a non-moving target.
She doesn’t realize that the virus takes the most vulnerable, and those who live in a “memory care” facility are the most vulnerable. Continue reading
I wake up at 11:45 pm, 1:20, 2:55, and 3:39 a.m. Each time as I read the numbers, I beg for the clock to race to 5 a.m.
A restless sleep causes me to hear the murmurings of doubts. Continue reading
Alyson jumped over the wall. But I knew better.
Carefully, I unlatched the lock at the nearby gate.
“Decidedly easier,” I mumbled to myself. Even though Alyson was lying on the ground moaning, I kept walking. Frankly, my best friend was a bit of an actress, and I’d learned over the years to ignore her drama.
Gathering courage, I set my shoulders back and forged ahead. Continue reading