I woke before my son and wife on a recent Saturday. The house was quiet, except for the hum of the refrigerator and a bird chirping outside. My morning quiet was soon broken by some rustling outside our front door. When I went to check, I saw that a delivery driver had dropped off a... Continue Reading →
Dying of small talk
The barber spread the gown over top of me. I braced myself. I had already said hello and told him how I wanted my hair to be cut. We had gotten the basics out of the way. Still, I knew what was coming. “How about this warm weather?” he said waving a crooked finger toward... Continue Reading →

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