How to Have a Funeral for One
Scissors, Tape, and the twisted path to having a great day.
Rodent Love
Scissors was the black one and Tape was the brown one. Both were fuzzy baby gerbils that came home with us in a cardboard box from a strip mall Petco on a frozen Sunday in January.
My daughter, who was five, had saved up eighty-six grubby dollar bills in a jar on her dresser, which…