Abriel was three years old in 1995. This story first appeared in 2001 Mature Living magazine. I have been spending time with my 3-year old granddaughter lately. She is a marvelous teacher. She makes sure I have plenty of opportunities to practice what she...
I drive back from the bank, cars blowing by as if we’re not even moving. I shake my head, the cobwebs thick, life around me just short of a blur. I turn right off the four-lane maze and slow to a crawl as Haley, my four-legged friend, repositions herself on the...
