By Ruby Peru When, at ages twelve and thirteen, Maureen and I were deposited for safekeeping on an Arizona horse ranch for the duration of the summer of 1980, it was very much as if we had both dropped from outer space, but from completely different spaceships. The ultimate tomboy,…
By Jenny Andrews Cool rain-filled wind, skips along leaves strewn paths. White roses swirl in the afternoon breeze, rose scent saturates this mid-October day. Red rose petals scatter among the brown and yellow leaves decay. Cool rain and that revived memory of that man I once loved in a season…