Diamonds in the Rough – Part 9 (The Joe Martin Series)
Huxley’s was aflutter as Joe summoned the staff and residents into the front living room. Dentures clacked and walkers clicked. …
Huxley’s was aflutter as Joe summoned the staff and residents into the front living room. Dentures clacked and walkers clicked. …
During the next few days, Joe talked with the residents and the staff, but came up with squat. Nobody had …
Estelle stood aghast in the doorway to her room. “My diamonds!” she screamed again. Joe moved his spindly legs as …
Mom used to take me up the mountain to Lake Hurff in the summers. When I walked into the water, …
The rhythmic cha-chung sound of tires hitting the spaces between mountain road segments. With each pothole along the way I …
Hiccup. The backyard cemetery looks nice in the summer. All the little monuments I’ve made out of paper mache have …
After my mom’s funeral I busily cleared plates from the coffee tables, end tables, and numerous other tables sprouting up …
Hiccup. I have to push my glasses up from off the tip of my death-defying nose, one that swoops down …