Monthly Archives: April 2015

June on the War Path: Saturday Feb 21st, 2015

“I mean, it just irks me June.” I say, hands tight on the steering wheel, looking out through the Caravan’s cracked windshield. We’re parked beside a T-Rex Fill and Go, before us is a large empty field, a deteriorating single-wide trailer squating  … Continue reading

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The Waiting Game: Valentines Day, 2015.

“I’m so glad to see so many faces here tonight. I think we may have beaten last year’s record.” Pastor Roberson, a stylish man in his mid-forties with an athletic build and expensive power haircut, goes on to thank everyone for coming, mentioning … Continue reading

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“Float On”, “Blank Space” and Other Songs You Can’t Dance Too: Tuesday Feb 10th, 2015.

“What song is that?” Grace asks. Her irritation, previously held in check by exceptional manners, is beginning┬áto bubble over. “I can hear it though the ceiling.” “What song?” I ask absently. It’s a stupid question, like asking who George Washington … Continue reading

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Match Made in Heaven: Thursday Feb. 5th, 2015.

“She’s getting her tray now. You’ll like her.” June takes a bit of her burger, leaving a stream of ketchup dribbling down her chin. Around us, the cafeteria bustles as the smell of bulk bought and prepared food fills our nostrils.  “She’s like you. … Continue reading

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