December 8, 2014
by Tricia

She still believes

Yes, she still believes. She really, really believes. Without a doubt. She’s waking up an hour early these days. Borrowing against her dreams to start the day early. To find the elf. To open the advent calendar. To continue the more »

November 12, 2014
by Tricia

Vignettes of 2

He’s been screaming at me for days now. He screams when I walk near him and when I walk away. He screams when I bring him his lunch and when I take it back. He screams when I pick him more »

November 6, 2014
by Tricia

Life is not a sitcom

She wanted to win. I could feel it. It was my emotion, my feeling, my yearning, trapped inside her little body. It was as if she had been there all those times when I had spontaneously wanted something, to win more »

September 23, 2014
by Tricia

Pick up time

I see her before she sees me. I pause just outside the door, peering through the windows, observing and admiring her, completely unnoticed. In this split second of seeing without being seen, I get to survey the situation. Is she more »