We often spent weekends with Auntie Anne, my mother’s older sister, and Uncle Paul at their Long Island two-bedroom suburban home in North Babylon, out in Suffolk County. To get there the five of us piled into my dad’s two-tone …
Morning light edging in, New York City streets shine wet while Allison and Amy dance, sing and laugh through them. Honey sweet and seventeen, blissfully exhausted, folded umbrellas, top hats and tails, safe in their neighborhood.
Jasper now liberated from …
Hours have passed – seems like forever. We were due back in Tech right after lunch – it’s now two o’clock. “Hey, you dicks, let me out of here.” Me spending Thursday afternoon smoking weed with a bunch of lunatics …