Her feet were tiny. Actually, that’s an overstatement, they were minuscule. She reminded me of a swallow on the wing, its little legs tucked up into its feathers, its claws going unnoticed. Where you and I might meander, she tottered. Where you and I might run, she staggered. To even balance in her children’s […]

In Voice: It’s the Beer Talking

“I don’t like the look of him, son.” “Why?” “It’s the limp.” “Have you got a biased against people with a peg leg.” “Not generally, just him.” “Geez! You get worse.” “If he tried to steal your wallet, you’d thank me for being so observant.” “Would I?” “Yes. Anyway, it’s not just his limp, if you […]