When she was four years old, she cried her very first shrieking cry of defiance. “No!” she bellowed, stubbornly folding her arms, stomping her foot, and looking him dead in the eye. “Now!” he yelled, bolting up from the couch. He towered above her like a giant, his sheer daddy power loomed large and dark. “No!” she wailed, again, holding her ground. Her daddy had enough. […]
Them – A Love Story {4}
When he was in high school, he was hurt during a football game. He was sacked and his leg bent and twisted, caught up in a divot on the field. “He went down like a ton of bricks.” That’s the expression his dad always used when retelling the old story. His girlfriend, by all accounts, […]
Them – A Love Story {3}
She is in the garden, digging and pulling. He likes the shape her body takes as she rips at the crabgrass and white clover surrounding her rows of pink Astilbe. “Leave my babies alone,” she mutters, protectively, wrenching the choking, spidery pieces out from the roots. Her aggression helps her maintain focus on the dreaded […]