Tag: Aunt Pearl

1.61 Distraction!

Praying to any god who’d listen that we could divert my Aunt’s warped sense of humor, “Good Morning Uncle!” On the other side of the screen door, my Uncle set his golf clubs down on the porch. Wood chimed in with a mouth full…

1.59 Breakfast With Aunt Pearl

(Aunt Pearl makes the best gingerbread muffins!) The floorboards groaned underfoot as I made my way down the hallway towards the beckoning scents of bacon and coffee. The others were still snuggled in their sleeping bags on the living room floor, the fire in…

1.58 Penny In The Air…

Orin (calling down to me): “We really got the old ticker going tonight didn’t we!” The heat of my anger welded me in place.  Unlike the Inebriated Three.  They were, for the first time, taking a real interest in remaining free of police custody. Wood…

1.52 Be Careful What You Tell Children

Why did Wood unleash his wickedest smile upon unzipping a zipper? Because he knew I wouldn’t welch on a bet. Even though I really wanted to. Back in the day (when we were both ten) I lived next to a gentleman named Sal. Sal…

1.50 Dealing

We’d both employed the same cunning strategy – waiting. Perhaps my “plan” wasn’t as lame as I’d previously thought.  The coffee seemed to need a few more minutes to seep into my system to bad I didn’t have the time. Even in this deluge…

1.2 Now What?

So when you have a pink slip in one hand and an eviction note in the other, what do you do? Take the bull by the horns and start working on your imminent move? (Very proactive and adult.) March to the unemployment office and…