Elsie
Elsie’s thin hand pressed the afghan into the tight space between her leg and the wheelchair arm. Her sister crocheted it, this green and orange thing, her lifeline to the outside.
“Ready to go back?” A staccato voice.
“Yes.”
“Eat your desert this time?”
“Yes.”
“Good girl. Want me to push you?”
Her soft blue eyes shifted. “I can do [...]
The Old Friend
Only a thin pane of glass separated me from the rain. I watched it roll down the other side, and wondered if some other window had shed similar tears on that day. I tossed a sweater in a suitcase, considering for a moment how such a common object could have saved him. But he had [...]