Before the wind stirs the bay water into waves, the air is only cold and still and wet. It smells like rain and salt from the sea. Moira Sound feeds the bay and its span stretches for miles in both directions, before blending into the Pacific. But I wonder about that water, where it goes […]
Randy has trouble looking me in the eye. He asks if I’m okay, if I want him to pray. He prays. “Dear Father…” Father, father, father. I can’t really listen, but I say amen. I have waited a long time to share this book. Its lifespan is 7 years from conception to completion, and one […]
Before the wind turns the bay water into waves, the air is only cold and still and wet. It smells like rain and salt from the sea. Moira Sound feeds the bay and its span stretches for miles in both directions before, blending into the Pacific. But I wonder about that water, where it […]
“Like a voice from far more distant regions, there came a moment when I idly turned the pages of the book and found the unrhymed translation of Tegner’s Drapa and read I heard a voice that cried, Balder the beautiful Is dead, is dead– I knew nothing about Balder; but instantly I was uplifted into […]
V. MRS. WAHLTON Church was the next day and church always meant seeing my mother. Lewis always told me that Mum was a loveable enough person but her love was not easily given. This, of course, made me feel as if attaining my mother’s love and approval to be some weighty feat that even he […]
IV. ROSIE I didn’t want to sound too interested in her because I was afraid of my sister thinking I was desperate and of my brother thinking I was seriously considering his choice and otherwise allowing him to pat himself on the back one more time. So I organized my questions about her, distanced them […]
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III. KIMBERLY Lewis and I walked the university roads, passing lecture halls and collected clubs, with the setting sun behind us, making everyone silhouettes. “You want me to stalk her?” I asked him. “I want you to get to know her,” he corrected. “Without talking to her?” “Learn about her, is what I’m saying.” I […]
II. THE ONE I took five courses in my first semester of my third year at Windsor and I had brought my attention, my focus and my best to every class. But not that week. I blamed it on Lewis, of course, and his silly unmentioned provisions for happiness. I sat […]
WAYWARD or ALL HE ATE BEFORE GRACE “Vanities of vanities,” says the preacher, “all is Vanity.” I. Lewis and Alice My brother always told me that it all depends on how you look at it. His advice, he told me later, applied to everything; an over-priced leather jacket, an expensive meal, a back-up […]
