Archive for November, 2007

Seawall

Monday, November 26th, 2007

My husband and I met working on the first seawall. It wasn’t so much love as you need someone to keep you warm up here, and carry you home when you drink too much. Charlie was hairy and I liked that. He didn’t say much, except sometimes when he couldn’t sleep he’d […]

The favor

Tuesday, November 20th, 2007

I first saw her at the Denny’s in Moss Landing. Your father kept smiling at me over his eggs; I looked past him at the couple in the next booth. She had her hair up in a ponytail and I could see the tiny hairs escaping down the back of her neck. He was […]

Heaven

Monday, November 12th, 2007

We were in the middle of a neverending nosebleed. David’s little sharp head pointed at the kitchen ceiling; I pressed his nostrils with tissues, swiped away the bright blood as it slid out between my fingers. The trash can was a pile of red sodden wads. David was eight and I was thirteen. […]

Goat Thief Unrepentant

Monday, November 5th, 2007

The sheriff made me apologize, but I wasn’t really sorry. I bowed my head before the farmer’s wife, and I kept my fingers crossed behind my back. As soon as I get the chance, I’ll do it again.
You’ve seen them, slit-eyed in the pasture. You’ve let your children pat and pet their bullet heads, […]