He’s on foot cause we barely see him. Two ribbits and cross Disbro, Mike, and Bobby off the list. Cross off ourselves and there’s Ricky and Granma left. “It’s Ricky,” I say, disappointed. I don’t see any sign of Easy. “You just want to take the spotlight off of Granma,” Abigail May says. But she ...
I watch him change into his uniform, and it's like getting to look backstage at a theater, or underground at Disney World, or behind the altar of a Catholic church, looking into the magic…only sexual…sensual…his hands and fingers, he's proud while I watch…he knows I want him. He's my husband. &nb...
Ned is drowsy, sitting on the floor between Spencer’s legs. Spencer has a hand on Ned, a hand on my shoulder. I want to remind him…no pity. I want to say that, but of course I don’t. “I know it’s yours…but it’s not cancer?” he says finally. “No,” I say. Not breast cancer. He knows this. He’s just...
He'd been holding her for hours, quiet, the urge to pee the only protest in the serenity. But holding her…he couldn't deny…it felt useful. Life was still sweet. And he couldn't care enough, desperate as he was to feel it. Why had he moved out of the fog? There, it had been painless at least. But...
I am in custody. "He's my son," Dad says, but that doesn't fix it, and I don't expect it to. The room I'm held in is not a cell, but another small room with a cot and a night table. The bathroom is down the hall. I go there to wash, and it has a flu...
He would leave for Vietnam the same week Sukey got out of the boy's farm. Christmas at Temple was a busy affair. Ever since Thanksgiving we'd been collecting things, prizes and baking and cooking and sewing for the children and older folks, and moms raising children by themselves, and the soldier...
It was a dangerous practice, and we took it serious. He’d press hard to get our flag out front of the others and plant it for the twenty-seventh. Us breathing up his ass, him calculating how close to those rebs he wanted to crawl. He’d set our goal, and on we came then, one bloody inch, one blood...