Brown
March 23, 2018I’m mostly brown. I have brown hair and, in summer, brown skin. It’s not a pretty golden brown like the models in the tanning lotion ads. It’s a kind of ashy, dirty brown. My […]
I’m mostly brown. I have brown hair and, in summer, brown skin. It’s not a pretty golden brown like the models in the tanning lotion ads. It’s a kind of ashy, dirty brown. My […]
[…] to call me. A child-parent relationship is a bizarre mixture of love and fear, respect and resentment —not quite what I was taught it should be, but exactly what it seems to be. “Hi, […]
[…] 1-33 and was the main drag through Nelsonville. The yard was chain-linked, a four-footer that kept Alice’s poodles in check. You sent the dogs out, though, and they barked like crazy, not at the […]
[…] the glass-framed lid and hold the big German brown trout. He was smooth, beautiful, all shining gold —darker gold on top and lighter gold underneath. The gold had black, orange, and red spots in […]
[…] red velvet curtain, the matching chairs, and the ceiling with its gold-painted wood work. Taking their seats —some dressed for the occasion—people enter above and behind and walk past him on both sides down […]
This is how I remember it. The morning before my business flight to England, our two-year old daughter, Myra, started shrieking as if a Ninja assassin had infiltrated her room. I wrapped a pillow […]
Patty Lou looked out the door. She was waiting for her grandson, Robert, to come. She hadn’t seen him since her ninetieth birthday party three months earlier, when the whole family had come out to…
[…] to drive. “I’m serious,” Carolyn said. “We did it all the time at BYU. Walk in like you live there and jump in. It’ll be fun.” Norman didn’t feel comfortable with sneaking in, treading […]
[…] another world, gaping at the gilt-edged ceiling medallions and the sparkling chandeliers, at the towering half pillars that bulged out of the walls. And even if the place had slipped into a genteel decrepitude, […]
[…] ear phone and tucked his long hair behind his ear. Tregan’s hair was fine and straight, and it reached halfway down his back. He kept it clean and combed and dyed jet black, with […]