Children’s Stories
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WHEN MY BROTHER DIDN’T CRY…
QUAND MON FRERE NE PLEURAIT PAS… My older brother George was a bully, bottling up his tenderness. His scorn for me ended up in a “Hate your Sister Club.” When our family Springer Spaniel died I cried for a week, inconsolable. One day a stray, skinny mutt followed...
Kleptomania of the Soul
“Mrs. Harris gave this to me.”
Killjoy
Rabat-joie There I sat at the counter all alone day after day relishing a hot fudge sundae. My father had sent me to school with a note to the fourth grade teacher. “Please let Julie cross the street at lunchtime to Brown’s Creamery for ice cream for her sore throat...
Suffocation
L’Asphyxie Theories of Development, Wm. C. Crain, Prentice-Hall, Inc. 1985 Carrots were part of our dinner that night. Suddenly, from my bed, I started screaming. “I can’t breathe! Help! I’m dying.” My parents came running, as fearful as I was. “I’m choking! A carrot...