Woody: A Newspaper Tale
Mmmmffff. Here comes another one: “Hey, where’s Woody? Didn’t he know this is his party?” “Norm told him. Lisa told
Read moreA little bit of everything
Mmmmffff. Here comes another one: “Hey, where’s Woody? Didn’t he know this is his party?” “Norm told him. Lisa told
Read moreThey used a carriage instead of a real horse drawn hearse. Christ off the cross, stretched out sideways on a
Read moreYou better believe I dressed up! I was about to make a statement. A girl has to dress for the
Read more“So, the new guy?” Margo leans over the top of my blue cubicle, the rough fabric surface presses into the
Read moreThe book surprised her. It lay on the corner of the bathroom sink as though her brother was reading it.
Read moreRichard stands by the kitchen door and holds the dog’s sturdy halter; strong woven threads in bright red. Sammy is
Read moreGenevive hates horse shows. She and her daughter, Paige, have risen well before the sun to prepare for this one.
Read more(This story is loosely based on several lunch conversations I had with my Grandma Lillian in the 1980s. She taught
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