Morning Misery
Imagine a daycare center, the toddler room, to be more exact. The smell of soiled pants…
Imagine a daycare center, the toddler room, to be more exact. The smell of soiled pants…
As I write these words, I wonder if my vision will pan out or just be…
If a game show host, in front of millions of viewers, poses a question to you,…
I’d be standing on the sidewalk outside my office, traffic teeming with cars, trucks, vans, and…
To read Part Six click here “Okay,” I breathed into the home-made microphone, trying to imbue…
The news isn’t all bad. What I’m referring to is the news from the parole board. As I…
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It’s a quarter past nine on a Thursday morning, and save for the fact that the…
Out in the trustee dorms, there’s an upstairs mezzanine area on both sides. When I first came…
Dedicated to my sister Sue He knew that he must keep still while he waited for…