When he wasn’t drinking, or listening to music, or working, her daddy sometimes took her for long walks through the winding trails of a neighboring nature preserve that meandered inland from their house on the coast. He always seemed to just know things. She vividly remembers the day he taught her about “working” trees. “Do […]
Them – A Love Story {2}
“Wake up,” he says, he whispers, and he gently nudges her, moving some hair from her face. As usual, she appears untouched, unaffected by the ravages of deep slumber, though she would surely tell you a different story. Her head moves a little and she groans. Not yet. She buries her face in the pillow. […]
Them – A Love Story {1}
She’s tall. Sturdy gait, steadfast, sure. Clogs, maybe. But usually little pointy, gray flats for the office, or a nice pair of hikers for outside. She wears the same jeans she wore as a senior in high school. She slips them on without a groan. Her hair shines—clean. He likes the way it hangs out […]