Andi hopped into her sunshine yellow snowsuit and boots.
Author: Marie Cummings Hendry
January 13, 2015
“No you fucking didn’t, Dante. That’s Semisonic. You know that.”
January 12, 2015
She sat still, hands folded in her lap, head upturned to try to keep the tears in.
January 11, 2015
“Thank you. Great Pumpkin,” he said under his breath as he ran after his daughter.
January 10, 2015
“Girl, we’ve got to get some pizza into that body before you keel over.”
January 9, 2015
Flat fucking goddamned bitch tire standing between Maggie and her weekend.
January 8, 2015
He couldn’t think straight, but he could see clearly that this was how it was going to be for the rest of his life.
January 7, 2015
And he felt Mick Kelly wasn’t so lonesome anymore because he wasn’t so lonesome anymore.
January 6, 2015
She walked back to the tracks and watched the train flying by. She saw the open door. She started running for it.
January 5, 2015
“Cheers my dear to the years spent away and here!”
Marie Cummings Hendry 