The sun was high in the sky on the third day when my youngest daughter had to leave our family vacation at the Jersey shore.
Fiction
February 27, 2015
Today is my birthday and I peeked in my mother’s closet yesterday to see my presents.
February 26, 2015
He grinned and his whole body grinned. She drowned in that look, happily, not wanting to come up for air.
February 25, 2015
He’s got the whole world in his hands! He’s got the whole wide world in his hands!
February 24, 2015
Could it be that we three have happened upon the little bee that could truly set our magic free?
February 23, 2015
I woke up strapped to a hospital bed this morning.
February 22, 2015
The day had started like every other Saturday they’d spent together for the last thirty-seven years.
February 21, 2015
See, they remembered to bring acid, but not water, so I kind of figured it wasn’t really a necessity, you know?
February 20, 2015
I’d never pass up the chance to take in New England’s illustrious foliage while pigging out on my mom’s couch.
February 19, 2015
Then he said, “Great legs. What time do they open?”
Marie Hendry 