Nine years old and listening to the Fifth Dimension’ s Wedding Bell Blues, I wondered why-o-why Billy Davis Jr. wouldn’t marry Marilyn McCoo. She could sing, she obviously loved him and, boy, was she beautiful. I looked in the mirror and wondered how could I ensure that this would not happen to me? So, ever [...]
Miriam lay on her back in the clinic, thinking how lovely it would be to have a Prozac-salt lick inside her front door, positioned conveniently at chin level, so she could turn her headand lap at it, before walking out into the world. A winning patent idea for Marketing class, she mused, not like the [...]
Four year-old Clementine stared up at her aunt from blue plastic booster seat. With the clear, sweet, pixie-voice of a child she said, “You are a dumb, stupid lady with really bad ideas.” But with her lisp and enunciation difficulties, it came out, “You are a dumb, thupid lady with weally bad ideath,” which unintentionally [...]
