Little Girl Scared

She sits pressing down her crinoline skirt with her sweaty palms and leans back on the slatted church chair. She waits. There is no air in this fellowship hall, so she swings her legs back and forth and looks down at her new black shoes. The boy next to her turns roughly and nudges her. […]

Indiana Part Two

As I was thinking about Indiana, I realized I hadn’t addressed the old adage, “You can’t go home again.” Well, that’s pretty much crap because we are a mobile society, and of course, you can go home again. It’s what you may find changed you have to be ready for. At seventeen, I wasn’t. I […]