Fiction
Winter 1986
Driving Back from the Funeral
Driving back from the funeral in Harrisburg, we took a route which cut through coal-mining country. Snow was forecast in the west, and as we started into the hills we […]
Fiction
Autumn 1987
At the Center for Younger Mothers
The Living Room, as it was called, on the top floor of the house, faced south. In the windows, green plants turned their leaves to the light. They needed to […]