Wyatt wanted to turn it off. Cody held his shoulder and would not let him. We watched the whole of it, the three of us, with the kitchen light off …

The Tackle Box Read More

I stood in the doorway of that bedroom with my hand on the frame, and I knew the face on the pillow as surely as I knew my own name. …

The Four Poster Bed Read More

Ruby came to Macon on the first bus she could catch. She is seventy eight years old, with a cane and a hat, and she walked into my kitchen carrying …

The Cedar Chest Read More

Gary did not say a word. His mouth opened, and the football game, which somebody had turned down, went on murmuring to itself like a radio in an empty house. …

The Old Photograph Read More

“Say it, Ruben,” I said. “It is time.” He turned his hat once in his hands. He faced Dale, who was staring at him as though a fence post had …

The Old Deed Read More

The man in the black suit was Roy Lamar, and he was easy to find, because he was in the phone book. He owned the funeral home in Laurel that …

The Brass Hook Read More

Uncle Gerald left the church before the burial ended, and I let him go. I knew where he would be. He sat in the cab of his old truck at …

The Footlocker Read More

We played the recorder to the end that night, at my kitchen table, with the girls asleep in the spare room under a quilt Mae had made them. The voice …

The Last Quilt Read More

Lieutenant Kraus stopped the tape. We sat in that little gray room listening to the hiss of fifty one years, and then he pressed the button again, and the voice …

The Green Sedan Read More

Dennis and I sat on the low wall outside Room 9 while the sun finished going down behind the mill. He did not go inside for the duffel. He did …

The Money Orders Read More