Final Excerpt (#115) of Rocking-Chair Moon
Diamond Dreams —Ben I’m glad I gave up on that baseball dream —the one with me on the mound throwing...
Excerpt #114, Rocking-Chair Moon (Penultimate Post)
Meet Hannah —Carly I don’t know about this situation, obligation, privilege, puzzle. I’m used to a smile shining from Megan’s...
Excerpt #113, Rocking-Chair Moon
That Certain Glow, Etc. —Ben Megan’s already been through this stuff once before, back when Ethan was getting ready to...
Excerpt #112, Rocking-Chair Moon
Boaster-Come-Lately —Ben Grandpa always ridiculed those boastful Ask Me About My Grandkids bumper stickers. He always said he wouldn’t blemish...
Excerpt #111, Rocking-Chair Moon
The Dresser —Carly I have a feeling Ben could figure out a way to struggle through this task by himself,...
Excerpt #110, Rocking-Chair Moon
Mother Crow —Carly This evening, with Sam Cooke’s sweet voice rising and falling in the close confines of Grandpa’s prehistoric...
Excerpt #109, Rocking-Chair Moon
Two for One —Ben I’ve never been that great around girls— small talk and smooth talk and pretense don’t work...
Excerpt #108, Rocking-Chair Moon
Realization —Carly I’ve seen you, now, and the tempered gratitude I used to feel flew out the window even as...
Excerpt #107, Rocking-Chair Moon
Docs —Ben I’m numb. But I know what’s there. What’s not. They tried. I’m tired. They tried hard. So tired....
Excerpt #106, Rocking-Chair Moon
Messages —Carly Listen! Can’t you hear it? Late at night, when the low drone from the highway finally breaks up...
