‘Til Death Do Us Part

by Suzanne Craig-Whytock Last week, Sparrow turned to me suddenly and said, “When you die, what do you want me to do with you?” We were watching TV together, cozy under a blanket, his arm around my shoulders. I laughed in surprise, a little taken aback, and answered, “Honey, aren’t you jumping the gun?” He smiled sweetly and said, “You Read More

Flit

Our new marketing director is a ponderous individual. Heavyset and rumpled in appearance, he doesn’t project hip, lean, or flexible. His head sways slightly from side to side when he walks. He actively polishes his ivories, and he dresses in tailored, three-piece suits. The whole look lends him an air of gravitas and age. People see a lawyerly grandfather rather Read More