January 11, 2013
by Annie
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It occurred to me in high school that some kids were already jockeying for positions in life—posturing themselves for a grand entry into a world they instinctively understood. I could only imagine these same individuals lulled by a Bach sonata … Continue reading
June 23, 2012
by Annie
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About the same time as my older sister Maddy became a celebrity for growing a 44D cup, I earned my own notoriety by defending our neighbor, Buddy Clarke. It was the summer of 1958, and the folks of Desperation Point … Continue reading
May 27, 2012
by Annie
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My kids called her Ethel. A real gas guzzling relic with a bumper that hung so low her back end blew sparks on the highway. She wore a two-toned armor plate full of dings and dents and if I ventured … Continue reading
April 25, 2012
by Annie
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I have a tendency to sleep with potential. Deep down I know the guy is an asshole, but then he’ll say something that could melt the heart of a hit man. Next thing you know I tell him to get … Continue reading