The last time I spoke to my mother on the phone, she sounded lonely. But in typical Mom fashion, mostly she complained about the people with her at the in-patient rehab center. The white woman who had roomed with her was a racist. The nurses checking in on her were stealing her clothes. She just … Continue reading (Personal) Goodbye, February
Month: March 2018
(Friday Fiction) Br’ers #3: High Afternoon
"So does like, seeing a hawk scare you now?" Jeremy pointed to the silhouette of a bird coasting in lazy circles above the trees. It made two loops before perching at the very top of a pine that must have been in Mr. Atherton's yard for generations now. Aaron watched it with lazy amusement. From … Continue reading (Friday Fiction) Br’ers #3: High Afternoon