Cloudy and Gray

I studied his eyes. Obsessively. I could tell when to make myself scarce by the color of his eyes. When they were a light blue it would be okay to be around him. But when they turned a cloudy shade of bluish-gray it was time to be out of his reach. I felt bad about leaving my mom there with him while I fled, but I couldn’t get her to leave him. The only way to save my mom from those flat gray eyes was . . .

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Before Sunrise

She was up well before sunrise. She drove carefully, never over the speed limit. She reached the pull-out that lead to a small parking area under the bridge. She backed the car up as close to the river’s edge as she could get it. All her work with free weights paid off as she hoisted Matt’s body out of the back of the SUV. She dumped him in the river with a splash and used a big branch to push his body away from the bank and into the current. Then she drove home and made a big breakfast for herself.

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To Infinity and Beyond

The other day on Facebook I saw one of these joke graphics that said, “My pin number is the last 4 digits of Pi.” I got a laugh out of it but it made me think about the wonderment I felt as a young person when I finally understood what infinity was, what an infinite amount was. It astonished and delighted my mind. As adults we so seldom find those things that astonish and delight, it would be good if we could learn to let more things carry us to infinity and beyond.

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I Remember

After all the Bonnie Raitt albums I’ve played again and again, after the live concerts I’ve attended, after all her songs I’ve sung along with, the thing I remember most vividly about Bonnie Raitt was a concert moment. I’ve seen her several times, but I think this time was in Austin. Everyone in the band left the stage, she put down her guitar and sat at a keyboard. The lights dimmed to a single spotlight. She sang “Angel from Montgomery.” Just the piano and her voice. It was moving and melancholy and utterly beautiful and touched me deeply. I know much about Bonnie Raitt’s life and work and art, but that one quiet performance is my most vivid impression of her.

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Jamie

I’m a fan of Diana Gabaldon’s Outlander series. I love Claire Randall with her modern eyes looking onto a world 200 years in the past. I love Jamie Fraser, the handsome Scotsman she meets and loves in that long ago world. I’ve spent many a day reading my eyes out with one of Gabaldon’s huge novels propped on a pillow on my lap because they are too heavy to hold up. Now the novels will be a television series. Will this beloved series of novels be as good on a TV screen as they were in the panorama in my imagination?

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Pajama Party

Yeah, okay, so like, this may be too much information, but I sleep in regular clothes. Old shorts, old tee shirts. So sometimes in the summer when I want to get in a walk before it gets hot, I just walk in the same clothes I slept in. I don’t think I’m the only person in my neighborhood who does that. It’s a regular pajama party on the trail some days. Shorts and tank tops, stretched out tee shirts, baggy pants, hats over the bed hair.

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My Bedroom

My childhood bedroom had a built in desk, the kind you pulled open so the writing surface hung from the wall on chains. I used that desk to fill huge books with angsty teen-aged writing. I also used it to carefully save every piece of my writing that was published in the school newspaper. Fast forward 50 years. Now I’m putting my writing on the Internet. I still have the bug.

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Wilderness

When I met him, he was lost in the wilderness of mental illness. There was nothing outside his mind that was real. His only reality was of his own making. He was terrified of what his mind produced. I was called to the police station to examine him. No one dared enter the cell with him, myself included. He . . .

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Unbelievable

We shuffled past the display cases full of baked goods and reached the cashier waiting near the end. We handed her the bill and said, “Can we each pay half?”

“Sure,” she answered. The helper next to her reached for a calculator. “That’s okay,” she said, “I can do it in my head.” And she did.

It was unbelievable to see a young person do math in her head without the aid of a cash register to tell her what to think. Kids just don’t do that anymore.

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Breathing Fire

Two dragons stomped about in the gravel. Their footsteps made scratchy noises as they passed. Their long tails scraped and scoured, leaving a trail behind curvy as a snake’s path. From their nostrils came a roaring blast of fire, hot enough to melt the tar on which they trod. They spoke quietly in a secret language that I could hear but not understand.

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