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The rain was unrelenting. Even on the high ground where Steffi lived, there was standing water and her basement was oozing, leaking. She frantically carried everything she could to the 2nd floor. In the basement she grabbed up all 7 … Continue reading
Those people who live across the street – in that house with green shutters – go to church on Saturday. I forget the name of that religion. I’ll think of it in a minute. Anyway, the lady who lives there … Continue reading
When everyone talks about wishing Friday would hurry up and come, I just nod and keep quiet. I hate the weekend. I’d rather be at work, in my cheerful cubical with its images of islands and palm trees, than running … Continue reading
Thursday Anderson was her given name. There was really no good way to create a nickname out of Thursday. Thur sounded stupid. So she went by the name Mac, a name she gave herself in 3rd grade after reading a … Continue reading
“On Wednesday? Let me think. Oh, that was the day I went up to visit my mother in Longmont. Stayed with her nearly all day.” “You drove your own car?” “Yeah, sure. Of course.” An officer tapped at an iPad … Continue reading
The same act was at The Continental Club every Tuesday night for years. The same crowd appeared each Tuesday, with a few newcomers mixed in every week just for spice. When out-of-towners came through on a Tuesday, that was where … Continue reading
She hummed that old tune “Monday, Monday” by the Mama and the Papas as she walked. It had just the right rhythm to keep her feet moving and she had a lot of ground to cover. After a while she … Continue reading
Remember Sunday dinner after church? Everyone gathered around the big table at Grandma’s house. Fried chicken and the kids’ favorite “gobby gravy.” A tussle over who got what chair. Laughing and joking through a meal with the world’s best dessert … Continue reading
A sprinkle of coffee grounds decorated the bottom of my cup: an artifact of using a French press to make my coffee. I wondered if the grounds spoke with divination about my future the way tea leaves might. Why only … Continue reading