A Tupperware Coffin

Urn

  Mama ordered a $10 plastic urn. The nit-pickiest woman on planet earth – the very same woman who pitched a hissy fit if my roots were showing, or if I went to town without lipstick on, the woman who spent the last hours of her life shopping for the perfect leather purse — picked [Read More...]

Making God laugh

I checked for pools of blood around the driver’s side door. Then around the tires. I peered into the windows of my own locked car, double-checking to make sure he wasn’t ┬áslumped over in a seat — victim to a stroke or heart attack or one of those awful vertigo seizures he gets from time [Read More...]


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