The Partner’s Passing

My husband is dying. I'm sitting on his left, on the edge of the bed. It's a large, four poster bed in a dark brown wood. The sheets are white, soft, fresh and clean. He's a wearing a long-sleeved white nightgown with the blanket tucked up under his arms. His left hand is in my … Continue reading The Partner’s Passing

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Faith on the Frontier

The setting is somewhere in the American West, mid 1800s. We're about to walk into my parents' backyard where they are having a party with all the family invited. My grandmother is sitting in a rocking chair brought out for her, and my mother is walking out of the door and towards the table with … Continue reading Faith on the Frontier