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Under The Peach Tree

Vivien awoke under the mottled ambers of her large peach tree. A flurry of questions entered her head as she rose in the fading light. No. Not fading light. Morning light. Cobwebs strung with dew drops littered the grass around her. She staggered to her feet, pulling wet leaves out of her brown curls. Vivien…

The Ferrari

“She’s like a Ferrari … fun and flashy, but she takes a lot of work.” That’s what my father told my boyfriend, Beau, when he asked for my hand in marriage. 18-year-old me thought, First of all, come on. I am not property. I’ll marry whomever I want, ok? Even if he does carry out…

Becoming Myself Again

I’m standing in the grocery store and I’m about to lose it. I’m with my five- and three-year-old and no one’s screaming, no one’s crying. By all appearances everything’s normal. I should be normal. But I’m not. It’s been an hour of frustrations, divided attention, not being listened to, not finding what I’m looking for,…

Out of the Woods

We were lost in the wilderness. My sisters, my husband and I were driving on a bumpy dirt road, following my father and children in the car in front of us. My dad loves to drive fast on mountain roads and soon we were enveloped in a cloud of dust. When we came out of…

Wandering vicariously

My family loves travel. If we’ve saved up a chunk of money the first thought is, “Where to next?” My sister Lucy spent a couple years on a tiny Honduran island teaching children. My mom spent teenage summers motorcycling and giving medieval castle tours in Europe, was a missionary in Laos, and was a bridesmaid…