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

The Mean Lady

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 room. I sat on the “horse,” the long branch with a saddle seat curve that … Continue reading The Mean Lady