Bones

“Herman!” “Yes, Lily.” “They’re in our yard again taking selfies!” “Who’s in our yard dear?” “The Clavicles, Herman. You know, they moved into the house just two doors down. The ugly brick ranch on a slab.” “Oh, now I remember.” “Be a dear Herman and scare them off. I don’t …

The Return

I made the run from Charleston to the Mayport Naval Station in Jacksonville Florida in just less than four hours. There was no traffic at all on the Interstate after midnight on a Tuesday. Stopping at a Waffle House outside the base I loaded up on coffee and a steak …

Old Number 7

Susan and I have been sitting here in front of old number 7 for over three hours now. She has her head on my shoulder, lightly sleeping to the drone of the machines. She wanted to come here, Andy’s Laundromat, one last time before she left. When the cab dropped …

The Device

Still wiping tears away behind my funeral veil, I walked into George’s study quietly. I could still hear the other mourners through the heavy wooden door, but only in low tones. Many people showed up to pay respects to my poor George. The house was full of scientific colleagues, neighbors, …