by Eva Marie | Jul 10, 2015
The second bicycle was tightly strapped onto the rack on the back of the car and our ever loyal companion, China, not the spry pup she once was, was gently lifted into the back of our SUV. One last run through our house to make sure plants were watered and doors and...
by Eva Marie | Jul 27, 2014 |
I awkwardly twirled and swayed, feeling every bit of my fifty-three years. Pretty people, mostly in their twenties and thirties, rocked about me shouting and whistling, urging the guitarist, my husband, on with his riff of fingers moving fast and furious across the...
