title mangled from a song Tim sent me lo these many moons ago ( Read more... )

I was walking into the kitchen and the phrase, “cinnamon and sugary and softly spoken lies” was suddenly in my head. I pulled out the foil and measured one piece to another, making a soft tent for the turkey breast, and I wondered why I was thinking of Sherrie. Sheri? Sherri? I don't remember how to spell her name anymore. I only remember the ( Read more... )