
Loss of Father
Calling Long Distance
I wake with a start. Something isn’t right. No matter the hour, I need to call. Grabbing the phone, I dial Dad’s area code. I

I wake with a start. Something isn’t right. No matter the hour, I need to call. Grabbing the phone, I dial Dad’s area code. I

George had stopped eating. Looking at him, it was hard to tell how thin he’d become. His white long-haired coat scattered with calico markings concealed

My mom had very small hands. Yet, I was excited when my hands were as big as hers. Mom’s hands were dainty, but she didn’t

As the driver pulls into the ambulance bay at the hospital, a wave of relief washes over me. Now that we have arrived, I can