Hollie Atkinson - VELNEXZ - Page 136 of 248

PART 1 The hospital waiting room smelled of floor wax and stale lemon cleaner from the vending machine...

PART 1 The window in the spare room was always left open an inch to let the mountain...

PART 1 The email from the high school administrative office hit my phone at two in the afternoon...

PART 1 I wasn’t going to say anything at the potluck. Eat my potato casserole, keep my mouth...

PART 1 The phone call came at two in the afternoon while I was wiping down the laminate...

PART 1 The heavy wool of my husband Paul’s winter coat always smelled faintly of cedar and dry...

PART 1 The linoleum in Mama’s kitchen had a small burn mark near the stove where she dropped...

PART 1 The pipe organ at First Methodist had four divisions, sixty-eight ranks, and a wind chest that...

PART 1 The linoleum in Mama’s kitchen had a small burn mark near the stove where she dropped...

PART 1 The linoleum at the local Walmart supercenter was the same pale, scuffed gray it had been...