As Odd Balls Go… Pt.1
I was about twelve years old the day I witnessed her tall thin frame flit past me on her way […]
I was about twelve years old the day I witnessed her tall thin frame flit past me on her way […]
A ghost was looking down on us, tortured mouth silently crying out, empty hollow eyes. We gasped and took a
My friend Kathy has a brother-in-law who shot an alligator once and took it to a taxidermist. The taxidermist preserved
I recently spoke at a woman’s retreat on the subject of contentment: a tough subject for most of us. Our
It was late July or early August and we were all at the lake, hanging out at the old cabin.
When we first moved to the island our next door neighbor was probably close to ninety years old. She