Just Three

We stood at the counter this morning, two coffee cups clutched over an unexpected break in the morning. Contrast this to the first day when you tried to stay quiet while you got ready to leave the house, tried to get my attention so I’d know you were headed out the door, and left with…

City Drive

I log out of the final chat of the day. I feel full to bursting, close to tears. I can’t name this. Don’t know what this is. Don’t even want to try. But I have a hunch what might work. It’s what has worked for more than twenty years. I grab my keys, my wallet,…

Sprained Slice

“What should we do today?” Mom asked just after noon. “Go for a drive? Go to the track and throw the football around?” No, I think, don’t leave us here. The past couple of times they’ve left, they’ve put us outside. I hate being outside without them. “No, I want to just stay here.” Cam…

Sinking In

Intensity rising to a peak at the end of lap two, sweat breaks like a clean fever, burning both my lungs and legs. On little stick legs, finches flock by the pairs into the puddles, until, braving the height, they flit to a perch atop the Suburban and slide down the back window before taking…

Cahoots

Laughter comes from the room opposite the seat where I sit. A ball bounces out the open door. My music makes it hard to know what they are saying to each other, but I can tell they are smiling. From here, I can see her driving his wooden gear-constructed tow truck – a stocking stuffer…

Talking Heads

We are all getting (or going to get) used to seeing ourselves on camera or finding ways to avoid seeing ourselves on camera. We record our lessons and read alouds, log in to Meet or Zoom for virtual meetings, and even video chat with people we would normally share space with. All the while, we…

Skills: Interactive (Now Virtual) Writing

It was the day for my “I do” lesson in kindergarten as part of my commitment to get to know our EL Education Skills curriculum better. It was also the last day of school for who knew (who knows) how long. We had gotten the call the night before that today would be our last…

Essentials

My faith in humanity has been restored. I had no expectations for that as I scheduled my day around going to the grocery store, starting with the call that came in from a family friend around eight o’clock: “I stood six feet back from the person in front of me, and these guys behind me…

Cousin, Grown Up

The first time I remember meeting him, he was maybe four years old. I was maybe eight. His mom is my cousin, my dad’s niece, and she and her husband and their first born were visiting family in Colorado, on leave – maybe – from an Army base in California. I didn’t have cousins around…

Gemini Girl

“I hate this,” she said, coming out of her bedroom. “I know, buddy,” is all I can say in return. Just in the past few months or so, our teenage daughter has taken to talking on the phone, sleeping over and staying up late, and hanging out at the mall. When she is home, there…