Published in The Broomfield Enterprise, 5/27/07
“You’re not going to want to go back to Dillard’s.”
He didn’t even say hello. I walked down Newbury Street with my two sisters and our mother at the height of our girls’ weekend together. We were decked out in our high heels and trendy clothes, and heading towards the hippest […]
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You’re Not Going to Want to Go Back to Dillard’s
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- May, 07
The Champ
I gasped. I oohed and ahh-ed. I was literally on the edge of my seat.
This was my first boxing match, yet I was familiar with many of the sights. The sweat flying across the ring when the strike blasts a face over the shoulder. The trainer hovering over his boxer in the corner […]
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- May, 07
What’s Going to Happen When They Find Me Out?
I am assuming that my friends think I am wildly funny, keep an immaculately clean home, give prize winning advice and am a Nobel worthy philanthropist. Which is why I worry what will happen when they find me out.
My friend stopped by unannounced. I have always preferred a scheduled meeting, because it gives me a […]
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- May, 07
The Trail Always Leads to the Culprit
The spots on the floor glared up at me. I couldn’t help following their trail, even after I had banished them from my concern. After cleaning the entire house—all three floors from top to bottom–in anticipation of houseguests, they were still there.
Of course, the “houseguests” were his college roommates coming in to relive the party […]
