George remembered when Gwen first moved next-door — second grade - her brunette ringlets swung behind her as she explored her new home. They would eventually meet, shake hands, and agree to put a string with cups attached between their windows. George stayed up late every night, watching her bedroom light flicker on, her shadow … Continue reading Love At Last

The lights flickered and then cut out; the humming heater gurgled to a halt; only the laptop's backlit screen highlighted the edges of the dark room. Henry fondled his way to the closet and grabbed blankets for his three kids - Marianne, Toby, and little Henry. Pawing his way from room to room, he covered … Continue reading Layers on a Cold Night