“I hope the neighbors aren’t watching,” Brenda said. We stood there, on her porch, watching the car back out of the driveway and onto the street. My wife was driving; her husband was sitting beside her. “Why?” I asked as I waved to the two of them. KC fla...
I liked my sister, Connie, even if I didn’t really know her. I was the “surprise” of the family, born twelve years after her. When I was starting elementary, she was off to college; as I was entering my teen years, she was married. I dare say I wouldn’t h...
It was a girls’ night out. Actually, it was a bachelorette party for one of the young teachers at the high school. It had been arranged by my wife, Carol, and my buddy’s wife, Barb. His name is Frank. The group had gone out for dinner and drinks in nearby...
