Old Girls Like Us

They don’t expect much out of us Tazewell County girls. We were ruined from the start, thanks to geography and circumstances beyond Mama and Daddy’s control. I reckon they did the best they could with what they had. They didn’t expect much out of Mama or her Mama neither. Or Daddy, for that matter. Not … Continue reading Old Girls Like Us

This House Has a Soul

Some folks will tell you that nothing lasts forever. They’ll remind you, without knowing for certain themselves, that everything that is will soon enough be what was. That dead men tell no tales, and ashes to ashes, and all those other warnings of ends. Those folks cannot see beyond the darkness of their finite assumptions. … Continue reading This House Has a Soul