My journal of big words and pretty pictures
The story so far... Old Wives' Tale Casper stayed outside with me while Marshall and Doc Simon inspected the abandoned bones. "Thank you, Casper,” I said. “Neither of us would have ever said anything without your interference. “You two belong together, and it’s been too long,” Casper punched me lightly on the arm. “Don’t screw … Continue reading Family portrait
The story so far... Old Wives' Tale “Show me.” That was the only thing Mason said when Casper told him about what he and his crew found in the old house. As he strode up the back porch steps, letting the kitchen screen door slam shut behind him, I took Casper by the arm. “What … Continue reading Love you like a brother
The story so far... Old Wives' Tale Sheriff Marshall Mason drove up in the department’s brown and gold Ford Explorer. Disregarding the dirt track leading to Roxie’s house, he left deep ruts along the grassy fence line. Roxie and Casper, the construction foreman refurbishing her old family home, were waiting at the carport. Mason, Casper … Continue reading Class reunion
The story so far... Old Wives' Tale She sat by the coal stove, trying to warm her hands. In her lap was a skein of wool yarn, worked from sheep her Mister sheared while they were moving through Tejano, Texas. The clicking of her needles was unrelenting, a rhythm matching the beat of her heart, … Continue reading A mother’s sorrow
The story so far... "Family Secrets " and "Reminiscing" "Send them all home, Casper." I took the bundle from him, and sat on the floor, cradling it in my arms. "Whaddya gonna do?" He took off his ball cap and ran his hands through his hair. "I’m not sure yet, but for now just get them … Continue reading Family resemblance
Spring was in the air. A gentle breeze had set the tender green buds to trembling. A shudder of delight rippled across my skin and ruffled my hair. I breathed in the sweet perfume of newly opened flowers, an intoxicating scent that left me giddy with anticipation. Shimmering hummingbirds buzzed past my head, intent on feasting … Continue reading Spring breeze
Thin spiral notebook 