My client is one of the biggest media conglomerates in the world. One month, newspaper covered the windows, the family who sold rice bowls and ice cream cones out the takeout window packed up and left.
Where do we draw the line between his obligations at home and his desire to save humanity? Something's happened with Everett - some shift in chemistry, maybe - and suddenly he can't deal with life's structure.
But that barn was alive to me, it was more than a friend, it was the very soul of Loudon County. We can donate cash and canned food and blankets. Heck, I'd even bake cupcakes for displaced Louisianans and Mississippians.
I kept running, marking time on my watch. Well, I started talking about it, frequently reminding him sharply to watch his "lanGUAGE! " The attic is the "hole" and, no, the ghosts are NOT up in the hole.
"I have a pretty easy baby," I said, and knew that it was true.
When it closed, I flashed back to all the other places I'd loved and lost. I'm experimenting with my food photography, too, and I'll post many of the results here soon.
Parents who swear when their babies are babies come to a crossroads around preschool.
I gave a little bit of cash in the great Weblogs, Inc.
I've never wished to return to Ashburn, Virginia, and I probably never will.
I fall in love, too hard, with these establishments. Fists were stuffed in mouths while mats were rolled out, bolsters gathered, toys arranged. Now I could be just writing, about things that I love to write about, of my own choice, all the time. I now have a quilt spread over the floor for Truman to lie on and Everett to jump over him, giving me heart attacks several times each quarter-hour. I worked so hard to plan my schedule around this, I imagined her thinking. This was usually when he had been drinking and I was cranky at him anyway.
He'll be cute and sweet.
Instead I smiled crookedly through my own belly-extending breaths. " and think-I-canned up the hill, and just kept running.
Speak the truth, people. He'll be cute and sweet.