by Adeline Macdonald Clean steam iron the linen sheets, white and crisp and beautiful and without fault or fold White walls upon white walls with nothing to upset you or hurt you or make you cry or want to leave or want to think Do you love it? Is it…
by Bill Carr Mike and Ellie decide that it’s easier to host two families at their house for Thanksgiving rather than shlep the grandkids all the way to the East Coast. Mike is my youngest son. Ellie is my daughter-in-law. The grandkids are cute but rambunctious. It makes little sense…