My Family Notebook

When my mom was 16 years old, she wore her strawberry blonde hair cropped short, donned herself in flared jeans and form-fitting, brightly-colored shirts. She was a child of the 60’s and 70’s, laughing with her friends and posing next to red convertibles in grainy photographs. When my dad was 17, things weren’t much different, … More My Family Notebook

The descent

“What was it like?” he asked again. She knew he wanted her to tell him the story, but somehow she couldn’t find the words. She sat there, sinking deeper into her chair, and drew in a deep breath. He waited calmly, as usual. “Can I write it?” she asked. She had always been better with … More The descent

Fact and fiction

A woman, about twenty, quietly enters the waiting room of her doctor’s office. There’s only one other woman in there, quietly reading a magazine. This woman, a little older and a little prettier, bored from waiting, notices this new arrival and takes interest. It’s something better to do than read these pointless magazines, at least. … More Fact and fiction