Grown
Twenty years old. Two weddings in a week. Faithful friend and cousin, honored to stand as witness to a monumental rite of passage into manhood. My son.Even as the grooms say “I do”, my heart swells with the notion that his turn will arrive one day soon....
Cotton Candy
“Mom, you want this? You can have it!” He holds up a fluffy, blue bunch. Anything but appetizing. I hesitate. “Really, Mom, I don’t mind.” Sugary, sticky, half-eaten yuck. But I see the look on Sammy’s face. He holds a treasure. A...WELCOME, FRIEND
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