“Are you ready?” I tilt my head down to answer, his piercing blue eyes encounter me. What the hell was that?
I nod in confusion. Take in a deep breath, close my eyes, and squeeze Wendy’s hand inside mine. The needle punctures and moves through the clamped top of my navel. I exhale a sigh of relief, “That wasn’t so bad.” Fritz threads the ring, pulls the needle out, and inserts the bead in the center of the gold ring. (more…)
It’s Saturday night, I put my nightgown with the little lavender flowers and my Pooh bear inside, close the lid and fasten the brass latch. My heart feels like it’s going to run away without me.
I grab the plastic handle on my royal blue suitcase and tiptoe to the front door. I slow
ly turn the knob. The lock releases and tries to tattle on me. No one comes.
I pull the wooden door across the lush green carpet and squeeze behind it to push open the screen door. I back outside without a breath or sound, and close both doors behind me. That was easy.
A “no,” simply “because I said so” won’t stop me. I’ll walk! (more…)
He jumped down from the back of Chad’s truck. I stepped back, and let out a nervous laugh. The pictures hadn’t prepared me. You wouldn’t describe him as beautiful. He
was awkward. His bluish-gray gigantic head rested upon his broad shoulders, as his wide-set brown eyes and drooling jowls overshadowed his tiny waist. He resembled a prehistoric beast.
Chad moved from North Carolina to work in our family business, and we agreed to adopt Dink due to the ban in Denver. As an experienced Pit Bull owner, I know they make great family dogs, but he was on a trial basis. I wasn’t sure he’d stay.
It didn’t take long to discover that behind his intimidating physique, there was an endless pool of love. His heart was bigger than his head. He (more…)