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Family Values

“Nigel! Time to go!”

A head popped out above. “But it’s my day off,” Nigel whined down the stairs.

“For you.” He handed his son his coat. “Not for me.”

Nigel stuffed arms through sleeves, picked up his skateboard. Continue reading Family Values

After the Prom

Time moves erratically. At points so swift, we lose our way in the moment, a ephemeral blur. At others, it eddies and curls, babbling and rippling, casting echoes across a lifetime.

That night after the prom, son, you brought your date, Lucy, into our diner—your faces glowed. Together you created a sense of wonder, hope, happiness. Time bent back, stilled around an old, forgettable counter. Continue reading After the Prom