Goodbyes
She worked quickly with the scissors, cutting a lot of hair off. She cut off my bangs, but combed the front part of my hair up. “Now you look like an Anthony.”…
Come with Me
I wanted Sandra to come with me so I went to convince her. Although, I knew this was an impossibility, it couldn’t hurt to try. I climbed on her “sub-roof” and…
James Moore is Dead
I sneaked into the closet where my dad kept his hair dye. That stuff was his “Fountain of Youth”. I also took a couple of his shirts along with mine and I…
Not What It Seems
The funeral was awfully bleak. Steve would have wanted it so much brighter, so much... happier. He wouldn’t want people crying so much at his funeral, he was a…