LIGHT TRAFFIC

Among the many things we have in common – an appreciation for fine teacups, champagne, cod cakes and letter-writing, to name a couple – me and my grandma both clearly have a thing for carpenters. She married one, the man whose hands built the house my mother grew up in. I hopelessly fell in love [...]

It’s summer time and it’s hot. Like, hot hot. Hot is all people can talk about. That and “Do you have A/C.” People joke about hell a lot and have visions of themselves dancing in slow-motion under popped fire hydrants. Nobody kisses hello or goodbye. We’re at my grandmother’s house, in the kitchen. Someone’s decided [...]