A Biscuit & Black Coffee Run

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Mama is sitting at the edge of her bed eating a biscuit with jam and drinking a tall black coffee from McDonalds, which Mama declares is pretty good coffee. I am the culprit who snuck the “real food” in. Mama says you can tell everybody the food here is bad and besides, she’s been a [Read More...]

Human indignities

I’m at Sister Tater’s house this week. She had shoulder surgery this morning. It was a little rough at first — the block the doctor said would ensure her rest for 18 hours didn’t take. She came out of the surgery in some kind of hurt. But she’s home now, resting, and doing much better. [Read More...]

Pete's pants

Pete’s pants are wrapped in a white plastic bag and sitting in our garage. They are soiled, but I’ll wash them in the morning and return them to him. He pulled them off slowly while sitting on the bench outside the grocery store tonight. I was worried he was going to get arrested, stripping down [Read More...]


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