Homecoming

“Whoosh,” the bus pulled away. Clutching her small bag, she took careful steps around melting puddles towards the door. She rested her hand only a moment on the handle, gathering the courage to turn it and walk in. Inside it was dim, the sunlight cut through sharply, music played in the corner,  a warm musty … Continue reading Homecoming

The Betrayal

The smell was thick. That smell and the low buzz, constant in his skull begged him to open his eyes. Slowly focus came, struggling, he peered between the planters. The door! His limbs were numb, but he knew he had to get there. He had to save her, yet each movement sent needling pain. He … Continue reading The Betrayal

A Pinterest Sort of Loneliness

Three days.  She had done nothing but look at Pinterest for three days.  Scrolling and scrolling. Scrolling past pasta and puppies, quilts and cakes, DIY and reclaimed wood. Picture after picture. But today she stopped, carefully zoomed in.  "I can build that," she whispered, “I can do it!”  She went to her potting shed, another … Continue reading A Pinterest Sort of Loneliness

What We Hide

With a hand on each elbow, the “kids” walked Marcy down to the yacht club. It was a lovely night, the moon shone on the water, and lights from the boats twinkled merrily. It was Marcy’s 80th birthday, and she had a secret. After toasts and well wishes, birthday cake nothing but crumbs, Marcy stood. … Continue reading What We Hide