Abandonment

“Sorry, old girl,” I said to [my bicycle] Gladys in the gray dishwater light of early morning, “but I have to leave you at home.” I could see that she was disappointed, even though she managed to put on a brave face. “I need you to stay here as a decoy,” I whispered. “When they … Continue reading Abandonment

Mayfield Cemetery

“We are all alone, born alone, die alone, and—in spite of True Romance magazines—we shall all someday look back on our lives and see that, in spite of our company, we were alone the whole way. I do not say lonely—at least, not all the time—but essentially, and finally, alone. This is what makes your … Continue reading Mayfield Cemetery