“I saw Sally in the butchers the other day.” “Oh yes.” “Yes, she’s really piling on the pounds.” “I noticed that. She told me that her doctor said that she had an underactive thyroid.” “Ha, and overactive knife and fork if you ask me.” “Yes, you are probably right.” “I am right. I’ve seen her in the sweet shop buying bars of chocolate. You know, those giant bars, not the little ones.” “Well, I suppose eating lots of choco...
The phone wouldn't stop ringing. Amy, sitting at the table on the other side of the kitchen, eating a bologna-on-white-with-mayonnaise sandwich and heading into what she sensed would be one of the steamier parts of,"The Carpetbaggers," tried to ignore the noise, though she couldn’t help wondering what had happened to her sister who always tried to beat everyone else to the phone. Jan was sure to get it before long, she...
===The dream was back. So were those eyes. The ones that hovered in an angry sky, seeing everything but focusing on nothing.Amy knew those eyes—knew a time when they’d been filled with happiness and a love of life. But then her brother had returned from Vietnam.Young, naked, and skinny, she stood alone and vulnerable on a hill surrounded by flames. Everything kept changing. An older man in a business suit waved at her wh...
Once upon a time to come, there lived a princess named Rapunzel. And she was renowned for her beauty, as well as her heart and purity. In all the land, and in all the pages of the celebrity magazines and blogs and all over the world, her people loved her. Women admired her. Men desired her. And little girls who would be princesses looked up to her, and dreamed that one day they too could be like Rapunzel.At the same time...
Bruce continued to eat with Amber everyday and no one intruded. When the school experimented with a talking study hall Amber managed to get her seat assigned next to his and everything seemed to be fine. They were both unaware that this simple act of having lunch together was providing fuel for the gossip fires started by Amber's former entourage. Whenever the group met they began to formulate reasons all the attention an...
“Ann, are you telling us our straight-arrow, nice-Jewish-girl-from-Queens, Gwen, took some guy she was fooling around with on her ward to the park where they did, God only knows what?” "Is this stuff animal, vegetable, or mineral?" Ann was cautiously examining several unidentified objects under the wilted lettuce leaves on her salad. "Yes," said Gwen while methodically stirring her yoghurt. "Yes, what?" Ann’s voice held a...
Summer BBQif you were a little bird ......... overheard at my BBQ - isn't he like 60?- are the burgers done? - you hear Uncle Saul moved to Texas? - is she still with that white boy? - damn Royals really suck - she's pregnant, really?? - sad about the tornadoes in Oklahoma - damn it, he's out of beer - he does know how to barbecue pork - looks like rain from the south - just throw in 10 bucks for beer just think this is w...
I worked in Tombstone at Diamond Jim's Olde Tyme Photo Studio dressing people up like saloon girls and cowboys and taking their pictures with a hundred-and-eighty-year-old camera that went POOF and running to the back to dip the sheets of paper from between the glass into a chemical in a little red-lit room and selling the pictures to smiling parents and lovers and bikers and tourists, but someone was stealing from the ti...
