The Price of Keeping Peace and Why My Fifty-Eight Years of Silence Ended in a Manhattan Restaurant
For fifty-eight years, I was a professional at keeping the peace. I swallowed my tongue at family dinners,...
Author: Hollie Atkinson
The Drawer of Birthday Checks and Why My Thirteen-Year Family Silence Ended in a High School Parking Lot
The cedar drawer on my bedroom dresser always smelled faintly of dried lavender and old paper, but underneath...
The Silence in the Recliner And Why Thirty-Four Years of Marriage Ended in a Folded Medical Chart
The green ceramic mug had a hairline crack right down the side where Wayne had dropped it against...
The Drawer of Birthday Checks and Why My Thirteen-Year Family Silence Ended in a High School Parking Lot
The cedar drawer on my bedroom dresser always smelled faintly of dried lavender and old paper. Inside it,...
The Sanctuary Line and Why My Cousin Mary’s Post-Divorce Crusade Cost Her Everything
The coffee pot on our kitchen counter always made a wet, gurgling rattle during the last three drops,...
The Blind Woman’s Token And Why My Husband’s Cruel Hospital Ultimatum Cost Him Everything
The clipboard in my lap had a little notched corner where some previous patient had bitten the plastic,...
The Weight of a Name and Why My Adopted Beagle’s Old Owner Demanded a Forty-Five-Minute Drive
The linoleum in my mudroom always felt a little too cold on bare feet, no matter how thick...
The Weight of Unpacked Boxes And Why My Moving Day Ultimatum Ended Everything
I got almost everything wrong about Clara right up until the Tuesday afternoon I walked back through my...
The Legacy of Thirty Years And Why My Ex Partner Left His Entire Estate to Me
The phone call came at 2:14 on a Tuesday afternoon while I was halfway through folding a basket...
The Thirty-Dollar Exit And Why Our New Corporate Manager Regretted Firing Shirley
The new manager fired Shirley on a Friday over thirty dollars. By Sunday she realized she’d set fire...