Date Night at the Half & Half: Rae-Ann (5)
She looked at the clock. She was expecting him to come through the door at any moment. After all, it was getting close to 7:30… Read More »Date Night at the Half & Half: Rae-Ann (5)
Georgia Pacific
Vernon and Rae-Ann (4)
One summer Domino did get covered with fleas and Rae-Ann did just what her auntie had told her. By the time Domino shook herself dry,… Read More »Vernon and Rae-Ann (4)
Billy Goat Gruff: Rae-Ann (3)
But Eudora wasn’t the only one who shared their private business with Rae-Ann. Maybe it was because there was something in the way she presided… Read More »Billy Goat Gruff: Rae-Ann (3)
Rae-Ann, the Trusted One (2)
Every morning after she had switched on the lights and turned up the thermostat of the Half & Half, she thanked Earl for taking such good care of her. He had been a good man; after his funeral, all the store regulars had mailed her condolence cards in tones of silver and violet that she arranged on the fireplace mantle, and for the first few months, touched each one as she walked in circles from the living room to the kitchen.
Portrait of Rae-Ann
She got in the van and finished putting on her lipstick, something she rarely did in the car, but Mondays gave her an extra oomph. Of course, all her best friends shook their heads, “Just wait. Give it another year and you’ll wish you were back home again.”
The 99% in Crossett, Arkansas
When you’re in the belly of the monster You don’t consider if your lipgloss is sticky Or if your hair spray is crunchy Or how… Read More »The 99% in Crossett, Arkansas
The Bookworm Club: Part I
Cal Robert’s was either a genius or insane. But the general consensus was, “That boy’s crazy.”
Hazardous Turnips: 5
The continuing story from Duck Dynasty country about a paper mill and the people caught in its hopper.
Hazardous Turnips: 4
“…she was short on sleep and in no mood for bad news.” There was no other way to tell her except for straight out. “Was… Read More »Hazardous Turnips: 4
Hazardous Turnips: 3
“There you are. I thought maybe you went home to plant watermelons.” Mark climbed out of a truck. “What’s bugging you? You told me to… Read More »Hazardous Turnips: 3