I strained to hear it again. Nothing. Unmoving, I held my hair dryer in mid air as if my frozen stance would silence the world around me, just in case there was another rumble. Still, nothing. A glance at my phone's weather app was clear. Sunshine. No rain. So, why the thunder? Trusting my ears … Continue reading Knowing the thunder
More times than not, I find it in the box of cleaning rags. But, it's not a rag, it's my towel. My favorite towel. Yes, you could probably read a newspaper through its frayed fibers. And, sure, its edges are unraveling. But it's the one I want when I dry my hair because it's perfectly … Continue reading More than just a rag
With her carefully chosen flowers spread in colorful waves across the counter, she handed me her payment and declared, "I'll kill every single one of these." My question of "why?" must have conveyed itself through my bewildered expression, because I didn't even have to ask before she offered her reasoning for the odd statement. "Because I've … Continue reading What did you expect?