Freaking Out…Not

When I drive, I get happy excited about quarter horses, pretty cows and passing people on our road. Passing people on our road rarely happens. There are on a few families up here so, I think, it has only happened four of five times in the seven years I live here. Yesterday, it happened again!Continue reading “Freaking Out…Not”

Grandmother

As I read an article on Facebook yesterday, I realized my grandmother was no healthier than my mom. When my parents moved from St. Louis, I begged to stay with my aunt. I didn’t want to go to my grandparents. I had a job and could have supported myself but my father refused; he madeContinue reading “Grandmother”

Fiction: The Dust Buster

He was a short, vile man. Unable to fight in World War two, he heaped abuse on his family the rest of his life. A stepson was beaten and his daughter and granddaughter suffered sexual abuse. His wife, an arranged marriage, was expected to take care of his every need. She committed suicide, or wasContinue reading “Fiction: The Dust Buster”