The Story of the Squirrel
Here is the story, as promised, of the dead squirrel. I’ve got a decent down payment saved up but because I don’t actually make all that…
Bring on the Smashing
It’s been three months and I am feeling angry. So very angry. When the realtor I’ve started working with unlocked the first house on my list,…
One Month Later
It’s been one month. One month—with enough snow to make anybody suicidal— and somehow I’m still waking up every morning, putting one foot in front of…
His Dream, Not Mine
I neglected to mention what happened when I called TWD last week to arrange the handoff. “Do you have a couple minutes?” I asked. “I was…
Tell Me on a Monday?
It’s been three days, ten hours and approximately 35 minutes. I feel okay. I feel good even. As if a weight is lifted, but then, without…
Kat Echevarría Richter 