Bitter

After the radiation treatments, my mother wanted only green bananas. Bananas that weren’t even fruit yet, not a drop of sweetness throughout. “These I can taste,” she said. “My tongue has all but died.” She hadn’t died. Yet. Although she was past bargaining with God, she still wanted to barter with me. She would try […]

What It Said; What It Meant

The letters on the sign above the bakery were as willful as inanimate objects could be. Hugo and Loretta kept an attentive eye out in case the force behind the mischief chose to make itself known. It never did. They had never had any trouble with the “E” until last week. The “G” was another […]