Mayvis hit the butt of her joke just as Lori tossed a handful of pumpkin seeds into her mouth. Lori inhaled for a laugh, taking several whole seeds down her throat. She exploded like a bomb. The remaining seeds splattered all over the couch. She grabbed her throat, like that would help. Mayvis was still … Continue reading Taking Root
Jake was first. He woke one morning with a loose tooth. It was a baby tooth, so we didn’t think much of it at the time. A few days later, five more were in the same condition. It was time to call the dentist. “Ah, yeah, his permanent teeth are close enough. We can pull … Continue reading Baby Teeth
I was in the mood for television and a stiff drink, but everyone seemed excited to hunt snipes, so I slid on my new north face coat and boots. “Mom, we’re going out hunting snipes. We’ll be back.” Mom and her sister, Liana, poked their head out from the kitchen, both holding a glass of … Continue reading Santa’s Sleigh
Becka kicked Harley’s leg under the table. Harley choked down her water. “Hey!” “Nails and sushi after school?” Becka raised her eyebrows. Harley took a long drink of water. Pretended to snub her off. “Hey dork. Pleeeease. I don’t want to be bored today.” Harley softened her posture. “You know I can’t resist sushi. First … Continue reading Sushi, yeah?
I look down at the loose change in my hand. A few quarters, dimes, some nickels, and a load of pennies. Should be enough to get something from a dollar menu. The long trek home from the bus stop wasn’t bad today considering it was technically still summer. Rain rolled through the day before, and, … Continue reading Talking to Strangers
“Neka, it’s Mom. Call me. It’s about Dad.” Not now Mom. Neka erases the phone message and grabs the joint she rolled that morning. It’s Friday. She had been waiting all day for this joint. Of course it’s about Dad. It’s always about Dad. He has Parkinson’s. It would go from bad to worse, but … Continue reading The Genie
Two things happened to (X) in the spring of last year that seemed less significant than they turned out to be. She started sleep walking at the same time that circular patches of disturbed dirt starting appearing in her backyard. Just one at first, but a new one appeared every night that followed. Since (X) … Continue reading Home Garden