The kids were pulling presents out, and Kav held one up. “Who’s this for?” I pointed to the name written on it. “It starts with V. Who do you know starts with V?” “Dad,” Finn answered for him. Um, okay. … Continue reading
“You don’t need the light to go down the stairs,” I mumble as I flip the switch off. I do this at least once a day and the stairwell isn’t even dark; there’s a window at the bottom, and light … Continue reading
I pulled the ancient sewing machine from its box and stared at it. We hadn’t spoken in years; I wondered if I still knew its language. There’s the cord, there’s the On switch, there’s the light and the pedal. Okay. … Continue reading