grab and go
On the day after Christmas, a package arrived at our front door. It was wrapped in brown shipping paper, secured with frayed tine. It looked like it had been through a few mishaps with the post office, but written on the top, under all the stamps and shipping info, was our name and address. Mom... Continue Reading →
We’d just watched the fireworks. Same as last year. Mom, Dad, Michelle and the kids. And me. I was there, rubbery and bleary after a day with the old man. It was after ten as Ally set the table. Schedules were like the wallpaper at my parents’ house. Layered and outdated. Mostly ignored. “I’m not... Continue Reading →
Lunch Break Fiction 