The Pecan Tree
The metal detector beeped three times by the old pecan tree, long and steady, and I stood at my kitchen window in Tyler with a dish towel in my hands …
The Pecan Tree Read MoreAuthor: pologo
The Church Bulletin
The man who climbed out of the passenger side of the car of my nephew was named Mr. Fontenot, and he carried a clipboard in one hand and a manila …
The Church Bulletin Read MoreThe Basement Closet
I opened the basement closet door in my own house on Scottsville Road with a flashlight in one hand and a rolling pin in the other, because I am seventy …
The Basement Closet Read MoreThe House Listing
The agent on my porch was named Tamara Voss, and after she put her clipboard down, she sat beside me on the steps of my own house and told me …
The House Listing Read MoreThe Pharmacy Window
The woman in the silver Nissan had a name, and I had known it for nine years. She was Lorna Deveaux, forty one years old, who sang alto in the …
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Behind the lattice under my porch steps, in the dust and the old spiderwebs, lay a feed sack tied with baling twine, and inside the sack was a green metal …
The Cardinal Pin Read MoreThe Torn Boarding Pass
The man in the blue blazer stood close and kept his voice low, so that Kendra could not hear him over the roar of the jets outside the glass. “Mrs. …
The Torn Boarding Pass Read MoreThe Tackle Box
The woman who opened the screen door of the cabin was not the woman I had been picturing for forty minutes on Highway 7. She was sixty two, heavyset, in …
The Tackle Box Read MoreThe Teller Window
The man in my Stetson turned toward the door of the bank, and the camera caught his face for half a second, and I knew it. I am Vernon Gaines, …
The Teller Window Read MoreThe Voicemail
Ashley mouthed two words across that ballroom, and I read them as plainly as if she had shouted. Trust me. Then she lifted one white sleeved arm and pointed past …
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