Chapter Four, Shadow on the Rock Miss Georgia knocked on the Stone’s door and heard muttered exclamations inside. She was sure neither James Stone nor his wife was expecting anybody to drop by this late. James opened the door in overalls, shirt, and bare feet. It seemed strange not to see him dressed to the […]
Jul 8, 2020
Chapter Three
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Chapter Three Lathe Caldwell’s visit left Miss Georgia feeling at sixes and sevens. She’d keep busy, bake a pan of cornbread for supper. What would Tommy and Mrs. Marshall have to eat tonight? Did they have food in the house or were they counting on Jase to bring groceries from town? Miss Georgia poked more […]
Jul 7, 2020
A Shadow on the Rock, Chapter 2
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Chapter Two The trail Miss Georgia followed dipped down into a small ravine. In rainy weather, a creek meandered through, but now only a few pools of water puddled in the low places. This wet weather creek dead-ended farther back in the woods, in a cave. Miss Georgia had only been as far as the […]
Jul 4, 2020
What Do You Think About Freedom?
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Freedom! Millions have died to obtain it or keep it. Without it, what do we have? I’m just asking. Do we have security from fear of retaliation? Do we have the warm feeling of belonging? Do we have a feeling of superiority? From what do we want to be free? And what is worth giving […]
Jul 3, 2020
The Ride Was Bumpy, But Fun
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Maybe it’s because a virus has caused so much turmoil everywhere, especially in schools, or maybe it’s because I’m growing older and tend to look back sometimes, but, lately I’ve been thinking about a little one-room school my brother and I attended in northern Oklahoma– wheat, alfalfa, and cattle country. The school’s name was Valley […]
Jul 2, 2020
Not Even a Whisper
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There’s not even a whisper of a breeze this morning. When I stepped out on the deck, the boards under my feet felt warm. Everything is hushed and still, as if nature is holding its breath. The sun isn’t up yet, but the birds are. Blackbirds have sort of taken over my back yard. There’s […]
