Bruno, Confessing to Home (Bruno Part 8)
“A mommy?” Jack stirred this thought like a thick broth. “Not a daddy?” _“...I just get real messed up, Jack. I don’t know why. My mama and my pop was…
Bruno, Speaking with Home (Bruno Part 7)
“Ahh, there’s my guy. It’s good to hear your voice, Bruno.” Jack’s tone was stern but understanding. Bruno’s mind was scrambled eggs. “Hey Jack,” he said…
Bruno, Answers (Bruno Part 6)
“See you next week, sir.” The specialist’s secretary winked at Bruno and slid him the reminder slip, complete with a hastily scratched phone number and the…
Bruno, with a Doctor (Bruno Part 5)
“Hey, doc,’” Bruno began. The specialist’s office made Bruno feel like cafeteria lunch meat: soggy, a little spoiled, flat...but the doctor himself seemed nice…
Bruno, from Lousiana (Bruno Part 2)
No lover was spared the loneliness, no friend was granted a goodbye, no family was sent a note when Bruno packed everything away into his fading orange pick up…