After merging onto I-35 South, I flipped the sun visor around to the side to block the Saturday morning glare, and that’s when I saw the road crews in their orange vests out bagging litter along the shoulders, leaving the full plastic sacks at the edge of the asphalt to…
One hell of a way to begin a restaurant: When Stan took off with the bimbo from the grocery store, he left Evie with nothing but Lee Anne, their nine year old, and the old house bequeathed Evie by her grandma. This was in Brown Country, Indiana, a few miles…
The alarm jerked Susan out of a sound sleep, as if she had never even been awake seven minutes ago to hit the snooze button. She slapped the alarm off and rolled back over, snuggling up under the covers for some uninterrupted sleep. “I can’t go to work like this,”…
