Special Delivery

The sun rises as the phone call reaches Mayberry–a frighteningly premature start for my nephew. Oh no. Unlike sleep, you can’t wipe shock from your eyes. I can, however, fumble to get dressed, stumble to the car, and travel with Stockton from here to there. We join the vigil, the celebration, the I-don’t-have-the-vocabulary-for-this moment after…

Nothing but Net

The news predicted a nasty storm. I lumbered around the house packing my suitcase and imagined people scurrying to the market before the snow hit. Stockton and I left on time for the airport. When we parked, the garage rates seemed fair when it meant upon return, there would be no need to shovel out…

Of the Moment

Did you miss it? On the corner baby it’s cold outside, but the crowd will keep us warm. Buses rumble. Yellow taxis honk. The subway vibrates the ground. The aroma of roasted chestnuts floats past. Flashing marquees chase incessantly. People chatter, we hear a shout, a whistle and laughter. We’re paused on the curb, but…

Departures

He won’t be changing a flat car tire and telling the security personnel he will be on his way as soon as possible on a quiet desert highway near Los Alamos. He won’t be counting out my babysitting wages from the secretary cabinet in the front room. He won’t be returning filled brown bags of…

As You Wish

What shuttle is the best one to catch? The one going to your friend’s wedding. Which is the best brick staircase to carefully descend? The one that leads the joyful bridal party to the aisle. Who wears a top hat with style and melts hearts with a grin? The cutest ring bearer and flower girl…