“Where do you go when you die?” I was driving my son down the road on Christmas evening a few years ago. He’d just gotten …
The Blueness of the Sky by Malinda Dunlap Fillingim
My hands do not tremble as I thought they would. They remain steady on the steering wheel of my 1969 VW Bug, a car I …
Our Intruder by Julia Nunnally Duncan
That Sunday night in 1966, when I was nine, my father, mother, thirteen-year-old brother, and I watched The Ed Sullivan Show in our dark front …
Earrings by Chelsea Schott
Denton, Texas. 1982 There are two pair though I was only promised one. The pair I was promised are tiny figures of Tweety Bird …
Pretty Little Girl by Chelsea Schott
Denton, Texas. 1981 David is our neighbor. A renter from across the street, tucked in a garage apartment. A man of averages: middle height, beer …
Shampoo Night by Joy Beshears
I was eight years old when I brought the kitten home. It was the summer I started riding horses, and to pay for my lessons …
The House on Silver by Joy Beshears
My friends and I were all at a house on Silver Street in Greensboro, North Carolina. I can think of no reason for such a …