Virginia TrottaA Difference of OpinionDifference of Opinion By Virginia Trotta It came to pass many years ago. I was nine, my brother was four and Freddie was twelve. The…Oct 8, 2019Oct 8, 2019
Virginia TrottaThe Tea Party (2017)The old lady sat unhurriedly, brushing and braiding her waist-length grey hair, finally twisting it into a circle at the nape of her neck.Oct 27, 2017Oct 27, 2017
Virginia TrottaP is for PedophileCharlie Rogers is the Youth Minister of a Megachurch. He is admired and revered by parents for his dedication to needy children. He travels…Oct 27, 2017Oct 27, 2017
Virginia TrottainHingedThe Boy and the ButtonThe Boy and the Button “James, James, wake up.” Nicole whispered as she shook his shoulder. “I heard a noise downstairs. Wake up for God’s…Sep 24, 2016Sep 24, 2016
Virginia TrottaUncle Sam, the Rag ManI have a friend. His name is Uncle Sam. He’s not really my uncle, but everybody calls him Uncle Sam. He has a scruffy little beard and a…Sep 17, 2016Sep 17, 2016
Virginia TrottainHingedEminent DomainI remember the last time we had dinner in the Seventh Avenue house before it was demolished. John, my brother prepared homemade ravioli…Sep 17, 20161Sep 17, 20161
