A group of us ran from the house and sprinted into the dusk, a silent getaway. A swell of laughter tried to overcome me but I stayed quiet, sticking with the group plan. With the dusk so heavy, watching my feet accelerate across the golf course grass, it was then I realized I ran faster … Continue reading First Kiss
Lily Dipping
It was the third week of our summer canoe trip. Eva and I were making our way with eight 13-year-olds and two counselors, aged 16 and 17. We were living among the loons and Canadian lakes with a paper map and tents and red canoes, eating from the cans we carried on our backs during … Continue reading Lily Dipping
Shake Your Booty
I knew I was forgetting something. I sat with my sisters in the back of Great Aunt Mary’s white Grenada and I was forgetting something important. I chewed on my thumb nail. “Girls,” said Great Aunt Mary, pulling in to a spot. “I want to teach you something today.” We got out of the car … Continue reading Shake Your Booty
The Hugging Pipe
My eyes flew open to the blue wallpaper. I could hear the heat kick on, two floors down. The loud clanging sounds meant one thing, getting louder and faster, sounding as if a lumberjack was locked inside the furnace and swinging his axe. For three days, our house had no heat. My sisters and I … Continue reading The Hugging Pipe
Go Back to the Park
Author's Note: This story has been hidden under a dull title! I'm reposting it today. I walked inside the rhododendron bush that was two stories high, planted years ago by the hunchback, the first person to live in our blue Ardsley house. We could walk in to this rhododendron bush as if it were a … Continue reading Go Back to the Park
Circa 77 