Moments: the Tearing of Breath

Six lanes of highway and two kids in the car.  A fat river of cars pushed her along smooth and fast.  They were traveling through Atlanta, the Sun hot overhead, glinting off the cars.
The motorcyclist came so quick and close to her car she nearly swerved, but then he was gone.  If her window had [...]

Moments: the Hands of my Grandfather

His daughter smiled up at him weakly, her face pale and beaming.  Her boyfriend handed the bundled sleeping creature to him, its face shut tight against the world.  He saw with disappointment that the babe had inherited his nose.
The lights flickered a bit, and his hands spread with their own wisdom to cradle the child.  [...]

Moments: the singing

The tent was set up, the sleeping bags rolled out. They had eaten macaroni and cheese and sausage. The other campers, of which there were only a few, had turned in, but they kept the fire fed, and they drank their wine as the complexity of a summer night in the Great Smokies [...]

Moments: The Air

She walked along the trail, her dog pulling so hard on his leash that her gait was a dance between pulling back and moving forward.  Every so often she would tire of this game and jerk hard on the leash with a harsh demand to her dog.  It changed nothing.
The air was cool, and the [...]

Moments: Lunch Hour

Will was tired, his head was full, and it was only lunchtime.  He decided to walk to get lunch.  The Greek restaurant down the road was not really that great, but it was March, the Sun was brilliant, and the air was warm.  All of this might help clear his head a little.
Work had become [...]

Moments: View from the Window

The girl’s bedroom was pink.  She did not ask for it to be pink, nor did she like the color.  It was her room, though.  She did not have to share it with her brothers, and for this reason alone she liked the new house, which wasn’t a house at all, but a singlewide trailer [...]

Moments: February Woman

There were Lego pieces everywhere.  Tiny bits of plastic color spread across the carpet, on the bathroom counter, on the stairs.  It had become such a habit for her to gather these pieces and toss them in the bucket that she was mindless in the task.
Except for today.  It was an unwavering gray.  Snow was [...]

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