Tag Archives: tennessee

Wrong

I saw a T-shirt the other day that said something like this: there are two kinds of crazy, the kind where you’re sure there’s something terribly wrong with you, and the other kind. I think the shirt was pithier, since that sounds like a lot of words to put on a shirt? What had caught […]

Breathe Deeply Now

I don’t know why everything involving my family required a negotiation. Agreeing on who was going in which car to Pizza Hut could be more complicated than the Warsaw Pact. Actually, I do know why: it’s because Claire could never just let anything happen. She had to be managing everything, all the time. When we […]

Enter Sandman

That night, to avoid tantrums on the part of any of the adults or children in the house, the compromise was that Landon would build a pillow fort in the living room and sleep in there, and I’d tell him a bedtime story. I lay down on the floor partly under the coffee table with […]

Keep the Faith

Claire, it turned out, did expect us all to go to church. You might think she’d be down on church after having married a preacher who then cheated on her and dropped her like a hot potato when he found out she was terminally ill…? But I had a feeling she’d want us to go, […]

Dramarama/Haven’t Got a Clue

Janine came home while we were sitting in the kitchen. Ziggy excused himself to bed and Janine took his place at the table. “Here.” I got up and retrieved a tea cup for her, and then poured some from the pot. “How was work?” “All right.” She accepted the cup somewhat warily. “It’s okay,” I […]

Digging in the Dirt

So this is how I met my nephew Landon. Sitting in the waiting room of a hospital. Remo had driven Janine home to have a nap while Ziggy and I stayed at the ER. By the time we got there Claire had been insisting that we not fuss over her, but in that way that […]

Head On

Round two came after I was properly dressed–by rock musician standards, I mean–and the scent of coffee from downstairs became too strong to resist. It was chilly, so I put my leather jacket on over my flannel shirt. “I’ll go first,” Ziggy suggested.

You Woke Up My Neighborhood

Ziggy crept out of the bed in the morning with the words, “Gonna scope out the shower situation.” I stayed under the covers. In the morning light, I could see pine trees through the small window. It took me a minute to remember where we were. I mean, I knew we were in my sister’s […]

Star Sign

The house was a two-story brown-shingle job set back from the road but not far from the houses on either side. The windows were all dark. Remo brought us in through the front door, which didn’t appear to be locked. Janine had gone to sleep, I supposed, and we tiptoed in. Maybe she was just […]

Fame

Remo picked me and Ziggy up at the Memphis airport. He looked like hell.