Whatever it is weird, eccentric people do.

"Grace and Emma are back from doing whatever it is very weird, eccentric people do," said her dad to the person on the other end of his phone conversation. We had just walked in the door with armfuls of foraged dried twigs and windblown hair from the endless Wyoming wind. The last time Grace and…

Hallway Acoustics

It was late when I went into the court reporting lab tonight. I like going into the business building when it's dark, and quiet, and it's only me and the sound of my boots clicking on the hall floor. Tonight, for some reason, I started to sing: "The city goes to bed, and I can…