I looked into the fridge to find we were out of jam. Once again. The bottle looked pretty clean-almost as if it had been licked clean, actually.
My grandmother died today.
She was old. Frail. She died peacefully.
We all gathered by her bedside,
Grieving in our loss of the departed
Eddie tended to drift into whatever jobs were available that would pay the rent. And so it wasn’t unusual for him to drop into the Second Wife in strange attires, at strange times and carrying the strangest…
Miss Somers found herself in the unusually pleasant position of being the possessor of the sum of twenty dollars. She had no recollection of the means by which those twenty dollars came to be in her possession. It was the happy result of a chain…
The raven-shriek breaks the night’s still.
Leaves slip off trees,