Monthly Archives: January 2015

A Long Distance Call: Friday Nov. 21, 2014

Bloop, bloop, bloop,…werrrr….werrr…. After a few tense moments Timothy answers my call. This is my first time using Skype ever and I was beginning to worry if I was doing it right. “Hey, Mable.” He smiles, his teeth appearing powder … Continue reading

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Waiting for Gordon: Friday Nov. 14, 2014

“You’re suppose to have the van back this afternoon?” June asks for the seventh time this morning and about the hundredth time this week. “For the thousandth time, yes.” I say, exasperated. She’s acted like changing my answer could bring Morgan’s Cornet … Continue reading

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Pulling Teeth: Monday Nov. 10, 2014

“Do you think you have any cavities?” Mom asks, steering the Camry down 4th St., remembering her turn signal and keeping a perfect thirty feet from the pulp wood truck just ahead of us. “No.” I say, meaning I don’t feel anything and am reasonably sure … Continue reading

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