For hire

For hire

The reading room reminded Carl of Great Aunt Gertrude’s parlor. On special visits to her house, Gertrude would let him look through the new Sears & Roebuck catalog. Carl would giggle at the brassiere models with their conical breasts, and high-waisted girdles. Gertrude diligently censored the men’s underwear section, expertly cropping the offending pages. After [...]

Hermit pie

Some days I worry that I’m gradually turning into a recluse. There are weeks that I rarely leave my house, even to check the mailbox. (That perk belongs to my son). I do my fill-the-fridge shopping twice a month, and on those days I try to squeeze in all my errands. I even pay my bills [...]