A Summer Story

 

Cherry

A Summer Story (Work in Progress)

A fluster of dark brown hair pruned into a bowl cut bounced upon my forehead in a springy buoyant rhythm, each leap compounding my knee against the...
Cherry

A Summer Story (Continued/Part 2)

The last I saw his face it was so twisted up with pain and grief, he covered it with his hands. The hands I had known all my life, the ones that tore...