11/20/2007
I can't believe they are billing us for $8.03.Johnny looked up from his computer. "Who is?""The lab that processed your tests a couple months ago," I said as I typed $8.03 into my online bill pay system. "I guess the insurance paid everything but that."He shrugged. "It's hardly worth the fee it...
10/15/2007
Fundamental
We dressed in the dark. The hotel electricity wouldn't be turned on for two more hours. "There's nothing to keep the lions from getting us," I said as I opened the door and peered out into the blackness."It is Africa. What do you expect?" Johnny gripped my hand and we hurried along the sidewalk...
9/25/2007
Everyone's a critic
I once wrote a thriller about an aging serial killer who lured his prey through the internet -- and an identity thief who phished for victims online. They find each other -- and chaos ensues. I finished it up on a dark and stormy night -- and asked a variety of friends to read it and give me their...
9/19/2007
I bet I'm not the only one
I pulled up to a stop light in Bridgeville the other day. The sun glistened off the windows of a building to my left. "Is that new?" I asked my husband Johnny."Uh, no. It's always been there."I turned to look at him. "You're kidding, right?""Look at it. It's got to be forty-fifty years old."I was...
9/11/2007
It was a lovely dream.
Got a buck? my husband asked."You've got the debit card," I said as I pulled the Acura into a parking spot in the Shop N Save lot near our house. "Why do you need cash?""The lottery is up to $300 million. I figure that's worth putting a dollar down to be in the race."I pointed to my purse in the...
9/5/2007
Ahhhhhhhhh
I'm an easy going person. Really. Ask anyone.
8/28/2007
A Mother's Job
Maaaaaooooom!I hurried to the door. Our twenty-two year old son Nate stood on the porch with a box of liquor in his arms."You forgot to tell me there was going to be a party," I said as he squeezed past me with his booty."I'm going to be a bartender, Mom. This is my homework from Bartending School...
8/20/2007
That's how I remember it -- how about you?
It's that time of year - footballs are in the air, even as we speak.
6/7/2007
I sat at a back table, sipping diet cola and picking at a salad.A couple squeezed into the booth next to me. They leaned forward on their elbows, intent on their conversation."They are dying over there." The woman wiped a tear off her cheek. "They are babies and they are dying.""We can't leave...
5/13/2007
I'm not perfect. I hate that."Just erase the mistakes, it'll be okay," my mother said as she eyed the black-cat-shaped clock hanging on the wall. It was half-past 1955."But Mama, the eraser leaves smudges on my paper." "It's almost ten o'clock. Sister Lucille won't mind."Tears welled up in my...
