Tag: Father’s Day

My Father’s Garden

It was the antithesis of his back-breaking days and skin-cracked nights. After a workday of job-site floors and walls, back-splashes and hearths – unique patterns, lovingly placed, grouted, washed and polished; he’d grab a beer and head out back. Raising a plucked “Better Boy”… Continue Reading “My Father’s Garden”

Papa’s Flashlight

She avoided going to the basement whenever she could. But tonight she did not suspect that her basement paradigm was about to be shattered. Having descended the long creaky flight of steps, she begrudgingly acquiesced to the darkness, slipping into an almost trance-like state,… Continue Reading “Papa’s Flashlight”

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