Archive for Archive for April, 2006

The Friends of the Library Book Sale

Dr. Pakensen arrived early, carrying a book bag. His textbook was no longer in print, but in college towns he could usually find one or two each time he went to a book sale. The fundamentals of chemistry never changed, but his Chemistry for the Non-Chemistry Major was dumped after five years. Stupid departmental politics. […]

Posted by: Deborah Hendrick on Thursday, April 27th, 2006

Sauerkraut Dreams

“You ever eaten a hot sauerkraut sandwich?” asked Max Dolje. “Um, I don’t much care for sauerkraut.” “This is Mama’s sauerkraut,” he said. “Sit there.” Max pointed to a chair at the bar dividing the kitchen from the den. Tony was there to install a new dishwasher. He should have been back in town by […]

Posted by: Deborah Hendrick on Thursday, April 20th, 2006

Norm

Do you suppose Norm’s wife ever says, “Not.One.More.Thing. You are not bringing one more thing into this house.” Norm Abram I’m in love with Norm, He’s my man. If Norm can’t built it, No one can. I’m in love with Norm, My husband understands. He’d marry Norman too, If he weren’t a man.

Posted by: Deborah Hendrick on Wednesday, April 19th, 2006

Roscoe

Roscoe hates the golf carts most of all. They’re sneaky. He doesn’t hear them until they hum past the house, and then it’s too late to sound the alarm. Now those rattling, clattering diesels, he hears them soon as they turn onto his street, so he has three blocks’ worth of barking before they get […]

Posted by: Deborah Hendrick on Tuesday, April 11th, 2006

The Gift

It wasn’t the sound of the coffee grinder that woke her, though sometimes it did. That rhythmic whirring as he gently shook the grinder, helping the spinning blades. It wasn’t the aroma of the freshly ground beans, or the brewing coffee that woke her, though sometimes it did. But what always woke her was his […]

Posted by: Deborah Hendrick on Thursday, April 6th, 2006