Hell, Church and the Sylamore

Hell, Church and the Sylamore

In kindergarten, I would get off the school bus and walk down Sturrock Rd., the long, paved, country road to get home, and some afternoons I knew by the strong smell of asphalt and motor oil that a light rain shower had come through, and I had missed it.  I liked school well enough, but [...]

A Penny Earned

A Penny Earned

My sister and I laid on the bedroom floor, sweat sitting on our upper lip and dripping from the back of our knees. We were bored, really bored. Usually we were good with nothing to do because it meant there was some fun to be had, but the Summer heat had zapped all aspirations for play. [...]

First Role of Responsibility

First Role of Responsibility

The thin strap to my shiny and scuffed Mary Janes was worn and only holding on by a few remaining stitches. My little fingers fidgeted with the buckle, trying to be careful not to break it.  Not today, I thought.  Today I will have pretty shoes and a pretty dress and ruffled-underwear.  Today I will get a [...]