Vera climbed into her favorite spot behind the house, the branches of the large maple tree, a place of solace. Birds sang, the wind blew through the fields of grass surrounding their property, she breathed in the smell of blooming …
Sally Knaak, (the “k” is silent, why?) had so many questions about life, about boys, about adults, about sex, about the life cycle of a cicada. No one seemed to have solid answers to questions, especially the one she asked …
Every time Edward “Shiny Shoes” walked down the sidewalk in front of our houses, my cousin Deana who lived next door and I would hide in the bushes. I think Edward knew we were hiding from him, but he …