(For those of you who read the first installment, I’ve added names. Dave and Barbara are the couple and Carl is the visitor. If you haven’t, you can read it here.) The kids, having buried the Pop-Tarts in their stomach with eggs, bacon and toast, had run back outside to continue whatever came Carl had… Continue reading September 27, 2015

Waking to the smell of coffee brewing represented so many small victories for him that he decided to do nothing but lay there with his eyes closed and enjoy the moment. Truth was there was no actual competition; such would indicate a prize for the winner and a penalty for the loser, but here the… Continue reading September 19, 2015