Faith, Fear and One Mother of a Tornado

“It’s the tornado siren take cover!” The huge crowd surges forward. They scatter over the wide flat land as I run for the line of trees ahead. There’s a small house or shed sitting there. I know it will offer little  protection, but what choice do I have? I get inside with three other people.Continue reading “Faith, Fear and One Mother of a Tornado”

4:41 p.m.

“Ok, love you Sposito.” That’s how he’d leave my office everyday. Some days he was there because he’d been in a fight. Some days he was there because a teacher had sent him out of their room. Most days he was there to sit in the quiet of my dark office and just…be. I’d typeContinue reading “4:41 p.m.”