Simmer

From the home security camera in the corner of the kitchen, “A dash of salt, pinch of pepper, and cover the pot. He loves this sauce. It takes forever to make. But, boy does he go nuts for it,” says Charlie with a self-satisfied smile. “What’s the occasion?” asks his mother through the propped upContinue reading “Simmer”

The Plate

6:32 pm Monday, a ten piece puzzle of a broken plate sits on the slate tile floor. The fight is over, Christine’s point was made. Sarah had never been a good listener; it was her defining non-physical trait. Sitting next to the shattered remnants of the first gift she had given Sarah. Marinara and pastaContinue reading “The Plate”