The wrathful driver was nice-looking, wore a collared shirt. I pondered. Why was he so irate? He was driving a Beemer, obviously financially secure, unless he was late on payments.
Author Archives: Marshall
Staying In the Game
I looked in the mirror this morning and saw my father.
It’s All Greek to Me
My cell phone read 41 degrees. The Fahrenheit reading had been oozing down for the past forty-five minutes.
Bocelli at the Hockey Rink
With fifteen thousand others, we were at the hockey stadium to hear Andrea Bocelli. I wondered. How many people were both an opera fan and a hockey fan?
Eighty Feet Apart
Two houses’ front doors are eighty feet apart, the width of a lot line. The sign on the house to the right had the name of the Elephant Party candidate for President; the other, the name of the Donkey Party candidate.
Marshall Craig 