Mrs. P.

Required: Active male companion for frail senior, all expenses covered, must be willing to travel. The ad was irresistible. The reality was a Geritol driven hell.  “That’s it!” Rory shoved his shaggy brown hair out of his eyes and slung the despised paisley oxygen carrier from one shoulder to the other “One more whine, one … Continue reading Mrs. P.

On having a Book Baby.

Sweaty profanities fill the air as the expectant mother paces back and forth across the room. Pant, pant, pant, breathe. Pant, pant, pant, breathe. After months of preparation it's finally time. She'd read every book she could find on the birth process, studied all the required blogs, gone to classes, written journals and made crafts. Every … Continue reading On having a Book Baby.