Why A Leather Ledger And A Series Of Birthday Lists Cost Me My Cold Certainty
The green ledger book had a cracked leather spine that smelled faintly of old peppermint and cedar shavings,...
Author: Vanessa L. Collins
Why A Broken High School Locker And A $142 Repair Bill Cost Me My Blind Motherly Pride
The blue plastic cover of the school district folder sat on the laminate kitchen counter with a small...
Why A Stainless Steel Cafeteria Fridge And A Health Code Rule Cost Me My Cold Suburban Pride
“If we leave those wrapped cartons out on the folding table past two o’clock, the district health inspector...
Why A Worn 16 Millimeter Reel And A Forty Year Projection Booth Cost Me My Quiet Illusion About My Old Partner
The smell of cold copper and old grease always comes back to me whenever I walk past a...
Why A Free Cup Of Exam Coffee And A Five Hundred Dollar Gift Card Cost Me My Cold Practical Pride
I reckon I am about as hardheaded as they come when it comes to minding other people’s business,...
Why A Burned Meatloaf And A Five Year Olds Quiet Observation Cost Me My Perfect Mother Mask
The linoleum down by the kitchen sink in our little apartment on Liberty Street had this permanent greasy...
Why A Quiet Sunday Ribeye And A Seven Day Vegan Ban Cost Me My Welcome In Wichita
The house on Meadowlark Lane smelled like nothing at all. That was the first thing I noticed when...
Why A Nursing Home Room And A Forgotten Father-In-Law Cost My Ex Husband Everything
Forty-two dollars was the exact balance left in the auxiliary fund at Oakridge Care when I signed the...
Why A Sixteen Year Silence And A Church Pantry Ladle Cost Me My Cold Practical Pride
Sixteen years is a long time to keep a lie polished until you almost believe it yourself. I...
Why Two Boiled Eggs And Paper Plates Cost My Stepdaughter Her Quiet Housekeeping Arrangement
The linoleum floor in our kitchen always had that small scuff mark right near the pantry door where...