Nei Wei
April 9, 2018[…] morning. Larson held up his can for closer inspection. On it was a bright red label with writing in some foreign script, Ma lay perhaps, but nothing which gave any indication as to what […]
[…] morning. Larson held up his can for closer inspection. On it was a bright red label with writing in some foreign script, Ma lay perhaps, but nothing which gave any indication as to what […]
[…] we know he’s reading the book. And how was I supposed to know he was in the service?” “So now you two are all buddy-buddy, semper fi.” “I’m sorry if you felt left out.” […]
Last winter, after half a century of faithful church service and during a temple session, I abandoned my position at the temple veil, removed my robes, and demanded to be released. By nightfall, I […]
[…] stove, and because his mother had no refrigerator, twice a week he hauled ice from a nearby service station in his “High Flyer” wagon. He always waited until dark to avoid them going to […]
[…] at Gemma. She jerks awake and smiles sheepishly. “That was a great dinner,” she says. “Can I get your recipe for the lemon pie?” *** “Gees, are they boring!” Ed says as he pulls […]
[…] from around the corner, a loping thing, yellow as a sweat stain. It moved like the Secret Service, spotting a gleam of gunmetal. Latham gripped the window handle, pumping hard, rolling up as the […]
[…] your life or run away. Always he’s thinking like this. In little poems. Little songs. He’s been writing a lot of them down in a notebook that he’s brought to show Beth, because sometimes […]
[…] of her life; how she had withstood all the endless meetings and endless talk of obedience and service; the annoyance of being called sister by those she hardly knew, and the guilt over store-bought […]
[…] “One for sorrow. Two for joy. Three for a letter. Four for a boy.” Well, she’d be getting a boy today. Robert. She’d actually be getting two boys. Robert would be coming with his […]
[…] Mexican jail.” He wondered if that missed-kiss outside the airport would be their last. He started mentally writing her a letter but two lines into it shredded the thing angrily in his head. He […]