I sat in the passenger seat next to Ms. Kramer, my social worker, lookin’ out the window. I watched the dried up fields…
“Do you know the story about what happened that day? The one that makes Momma cry every time Papa tells it?” I…
She went to see if he was dead. But when she got down to Olive Branch and saw Beanie in his hospital…
The leaves on the two maple trees in the yard beamed a spectacular fiery red as the blue bottles that hung from…