Sep 10, 2016 | A Day In My Life
I’m Maddie Porter. I’m 11 and 3/4, and my grandma is Gerry Porter. People are asking Grandma to talk about a day in her life. But she’s very shy when it comes to talking about herself. She taught high school for years and years, but she claims...
Sep 9, 2016 | A Day In My Life
“Where are they? I want to see one!” The little girl, her pony-tail bouncing, pulled her mother along the lobsterman’s wharf. “Maybe they’re fishing,” her mother answered. “Under the water. We won’t see them until after they’ve had their breakfasts.” She sat down...
Sep 8, 2016 | A Day In My Life
I awake with a start, my hand reaching for the heavy Navy Colt revolver I keep under my pillow for protection. The air is cold this early October morn. . . My breath coalesces and disperses. My heart pounds faster than the hooves of a runaway horse on Harrison Avenue....
