I took the back stairs two at a time and knocked on his door.Dark eyes and a beaming smile met mine as he beckoned me inside. Aaron motioned toward a seat at the kitchen counter.“What brings you to my door?” he asked.“I was wondering if you’ve noticed any difference in Lola lately.”“You look worr...
Unwilling to go into the house, on the chance that I’d run into Aaron, I buckled up and hit the road. My mother would have dinner on – probably roast beef or spaghetti. Either way, I was ravenous and would be welcomed for a meal with the family. I hit speed dial on my cell phone and t...
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Crossing Memorial Boulevard, I swung onto South Main Street. It was still early and my gift shop was closed, so I turned onto the highway and drove toward the university.Traffic streamed full ahead across George Washington Bridge. Cars, trucks, tractor-trailers, and such filled the wide lanes tha...
I gathered my jacket close and ambled along the path and across the yard. It had stopped raining, and while I didn’t look forward to getting caught in an unexpected downpour, I needed fresh air. Evening had cast shadows that lurked in places I hesitated to explore. In making the rounds of Gran’s ...