The Bee Bride

The best and worst Halloween I can remember was the year we put the Bee Bride on the porch. We always decorated our big green house on the corner like a major creep-fest.  Bodies hiding in trees, red lights blinking in eyes of inanimate masks that deftly covered stuffed bodies in old flannel shirts and…

The Forgiving Zipper

I really miss Cindy and Mary Ann. We had a fight over a year ago and now I think our friendship has ended. I made some mistakes, hell, I made a lot of mistakes and I’m not proud of the way I acted. But I tried to make amends. I called. I wrote letters. I…