Tag Archives: gifts
Vesta stared out the window. Susan made tea in the little kitchen. It was so uncomfortable. The baby woke up. “My God, I have a grandchild!” Vesta … Continue reading
Fall crept through the country. Traveling with winter dread. Scarlett needed a trip to the city. She packed a favorite dress and told Auntie to expect her at the townhouse. … Continue reading
Sweet friend had decorated. “I don’t know when your birthday is!” She handed Velma a gift. Velma opened it hotfaced. “You taught me that a woman’s home is her castle.” Tears. Smiles. Hugs.
He was very good to her. It was his birthday. She got her gifts together and tucked cash in the card. Scarlett took care of her service providers.
Feed, change, nap, wake, play, feed, walk, change, nap, feed… Years as a dancer, working on the road. Now this. Routine. Fixity. So happy!
Had Leon and his mother raised Susan? Vesta had stayed in her head all her life. Vesta found refuge in Sherman. Silent, no questions, just bodies pressed together. And purring. Her throat was tight. She … Continue reading