Stories tagged “knitting”
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Clues on the Bus
I left her a three dollar and twenty-one cent tip. Then I walked to the bus station. The one that was like greyhound, only local. I hopped on a bus that was blue. It wasn’t red, but it wasn’t yellow either. I sat in the third row, left hand...
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Richard
And she knitted. A long, magnificent tapestry of flesh that tangled with each part. “Oh, Richard,” she dithered. “Oh, Richard, I just don’t know about this. I feel like I should just stop.” He was a good son, and told her ...
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Grandmother's Song
I remember sitting on the floor of my grandmother’s home, her plush carpet tickled between my toes and her sweet rosy perfume in thickened the air. I can remember watching her in her chair as she rocked back and forth with a ball of yarn in her lap. ...