Rope The girl’s father laughs a little too hard when I say: She knows what’s important in life as his daughter whips the dime store jump rope over her head for the twelve thousandth time—laughs as if I’m joking, when really, she has it down—sparkly pink handles grimy with effort, her face obscured by her... Continue Reading →


R is for Rope

A to Z April Blogging Challenge R is for Rope A very nice couple had just left Mr. Ensley's office at 'E and F Realty'. He sat and digested what they had told him for a bit, then called Mr. Ferguson in. They sat and talked the situation over. They were both saddened by... Continue Reading →

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