Fallon Hotel – Chapter Thirteen
At the name Adelaide, Andy glanced up at the women, but said nothing. He turned his gaze back to a Continue Reading
At the name Adelaide, Andy glanced up at the women, but said nothing. He turned his gaze back to a Continue Reading
Tears-of-laughter, tears-of-sorrow, tears-of-frustration, tears-of-anger, tears-of-joy, tears-tears-tears. Jeri wondered how it was that her body was always prepared to cry, no Continue Reading
“How do you, I mean… You just got here, Gwen! What do you…” Jeri felt queasy and realized that she Continue Reading
Just as they reached the top stair leading to their room, Jeri heard a cheerful, lilting voice from downstairs at Continue Reading
Leaning back in her chair, Jeri stared at the mess they’d made. Meals had always been stressful with Andy, but Continue Reading
It would soon be past the window of opportunity for Andy’s lunch time and Jeri was nervous about what might Continue Reading
The bubbled antique glass of the Columbia Gazette Office felt cool against her forehead as Jeri leaned against it. Against Continue Reading
The walk back to the Fallon Hotel was series of their usual two-steps-forward, then two-steps-back of Andy’s dance of autism. Continue Reading
Standing outside, the air was brisk, but not bitterly cold. This was thee kind of weather that Jeri’s father always Continue Reading
Rounding the corner of Washington Street as it turned into Main Street, Jeri pointed to the right at a small Continue Reading