Ancient History

I put the suitcase I borrowed frommy mother in the trunk and got inthe car. My father drove and smoked. Andsmoked some more. He is usuallylecturing nonstop by now. I cracked the window open to get some air then closed it again. His visiblenervousness made me even more nervous. He started talking. Aftereach cigarette, he’dContinue reading “Ancient History”

Saturday Memories

I can’t recall but I think I’m suffering from this grand delusion that Saturdaysused to be special. That wasn’t the case today. Saturdaywas noisy. It came with a din of its own. I’ve never enjoyed hearing other people’s loud music as they fly by in a truck (I’d never choose to drive or own). I’veContinue reading “Saturday Memories”