I set my clothes and some books in the back of my trunk and got in the driver’s seat. I was ecstatic. I was now moving out of my small country home and moving to town to go to college. My uncle had offered me to move in with him that way I would be…
JAY About four years ago, my sister was 34, ten years older than me. She and her husband have a daughter, my niece Candice, generally called Candy. Candy was sixteen and still in school at this particular time. I had watched Candy grow from a gangly, self-centred little kid who, when my sister visited our…
