After the Tornado & Before the Storm
Hank leaned his shoulder on the side of the open doorway, not sure if his body could take the weight if he hadn’t.
Hank leaned his shoulder on the side of the open doorway, not sure if his body could take the weight if he hadn’t.
When I was two I sat in that window seat and the Spring sunshine spun my hair into gold.
“Are you ready, Ma?” Scott asked.
Her bare feet were numb with cold. She could barely stand. Almost lifeless, they threw her into the chair.
“It’s an ugly thing” I said to her, gazing at the strange ornament stood in front of the window.
The deck of tarot cards tumbled from her hands and exploded as they hit the table.
Out of all the windows in his house this was the only one to present an issue, and it was a significant one.