One night, she lay on her back with her eyes fixed on the bedroom ceiling. “God,” she whispered. “I want to make a deal with you.”
When I was in junior high school, and dad and I watched a horror movie about vampires. I don’t remember which one. What I do remember is my father, a goofy hippy, making a joke about hippy vampires.
Once I was comfortable, I flew every night. It had always been my greatest dream.
The first time, there had been no stars.
Joey missed her. He really did, though nobody seemed to think so. He didn’t really blame them. He didn’t emote like people expected. He didn’t cry at her funeral, or take time off of work or school. How could a teenager take the loss of his mother so well, they would ask. Did he not […]
Shallow words. They said everything you’d expect. All the customary platitudes flowed freely from their lying lips: We’re sorry for your loss, he was the kindest person I ever met, he was my friend for fifty years, and so forth. Fair enough, in some cases. The comments about his character bothered me the most. They […]
Something primeval held her back. She imagined the roar. No more soft breathing and no more “Mommy”. There had to be another way.
He’d grown used to seeing the colors in people, but he no longer wanted to see hers.
Everyone loved the flowers, even though nobody knew where they came from.
I always saw him in my dreams. We met in a thinly wooded forest with a smoldering red sky. Why, I don’t know. But he was always there.