Archive for Archive for June, 2006

High Fidelity

“Would you,” she asked, then paused, “make a cassette tape from my Gene Harris CD, so I can play it in my car?” “Oh No! That’s just wrong. No.” “Ok. Then I’ll do it.” “No you won’t. You’ll make hash of it. You won’t figure out the times, won’t start and stop in the right […]

Posted by: Deborah Hendrick on Wednesday, June 21st, 2006

Every Day

Asa Miller is up early, shaved, dressed, and ready for breakfast by six. Mrs. Miller likes to sleep in, and that’s fine, because if she’s awake she’s talking, and he enjoys the early morning quiet. He eats an egg, and two slices of Mrs. Miller’s delicious wheat bread. At seven, he carries his flag outside […]

Posted by: Deborah Hendrick on Wednesday, June 14th, 2006

What Do You See?

“OK, John. Close your eyes now, and tell me what we just passed in the field,” said his Dad. John’s dad was the sheriff, and this was a game they played, called “Observations.” “Horses. Eight horses, one with a rider. Two dogs.” “What kind of dogs?” “Border collies,” said John. “What color were the horses?” […]

Posted by: Deborah Hendrick on Tuesday, June 6th, 2006