The small hills of my cousin…

The Chevrolet truck lurched to a stop just inches from Nick's frail legs and prompted a verbal reaction from the 82 year old senior citizen: "Asshole!" The young man leaned out the window and shouted, “What did you say to me, Bitch, what did you say?”

Nick slowly turned to face his protagonist…

March isn’t doing the lamb thing, it’s going out like a tyrannosaurus with attitude.

Winter leans onto Spring’s shoulder and whispers an old cliché “You’ll never…

Later on Friday morning, when she collected Bridget she found that the village grapevine was as rampant and efficient as ever and that her mother had not been left in ignorance of the latest gossip, inescapably corroborated by Jenna’s flushed face and puffy eyes. “I just hope you know what you’re doing” was all that was said (unmentioned concern at the rumours about Pete preventing full scale condemnation) but Jenna had to assess from her mother’s expression whether names…

Ten minutes away from walking down the aisle, Erin was glad that her mother had won the argument about the wedding veil. With her head covered, Philip wouldn't be able to see the look of disgust that marred her face whenever she thought about why she'd agreed to marry him. A wink from Julie, her perky matron-of-honor, helped get her back on track. The bouquet that…

“There are too many stoplights in this city,” Father said, lunging the Lexus through a red light as Mother turned up the volume on the NPR coverage of the latest Health Care Bill compromise.

“We can’t afford to be late to a $1,000-a-plate fundraiser,” she said, clucking her tongue at my wrinkled white gloves.

“Too many of these damned people who need…

he finds her sitting in the darkness knowing this come to jesus has been a long time coming, and now that it is here he feels a wave of relief wash over him followed swifty with guilt for being relieved. he had imagined tears and rage, screaming and hysterics, ululations and histrionics because in the beginning he had loved her passion and flair for drama.

we could try counseling, he offered, i think it might help us try to work through this. what the hell…

We are each the love of someone's life, I have known mine as they left my life, and they have known me, life can be cruel to the best of us.

Prince, my ring necked dove, has proven this for many months now, everyday he waits on Patience's branches for hours at a time, waiting for his beloved Penelope to return.

The other pair of doves flew away long ago, shattering any hopes I had that she survived and that my pair were still as one, but by…