Strangers Among Us
Making small talk while I rang up an order this week, I asked a young mother if she was ready for Christmas and watched her face blanch with panic. “Can vitamins be bought with food stamps?” she asked rather than answering.
Bah! Humbug! (Or, Ebenezer Scrooge Meets 21st Century Tennessee)
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These Dreams
I cannot remember much about the morning I told my lie. I can’t remember if my mother asked if I had slept well or if I had any dreams. I can’t remember if I had walked down those carpeted steps