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Caroline guessed as best she could what her mother would want packed. Out the window, she watched...
Read MorePosted by Paul Talbot | Jul 17, 2024 | Chronicles |
Caroline guessed as best she could what her mother would want packed. Out the window, she watched...
Read MorePosted by Paul Talbot | Jul 16, 2024 | Chronicles |
They checked into a hotel in Burbank. She asked her father if they could head out on a long...
Read MorePosted by Paul Talbot | Jul 15, 2024 | Chronicles |
Afterward, on the drive home to Burbank, Caroline’s fading mother announced she could not return. ...
Read MorePosted by Paul Talbot | Jul 14, 2024 | Chronicles |
She felt the rage return when she threw her brother’s brittle ashes. There was no release, no...
Read MorePosted by Paul Talbot | Jul 13, 2024 | Chronicles |
Early one morning they drove up to the Carrizo Plain to scatter his ashes. Her mother and father...
Read MorePosted by Paul Talbot | Jul 1, 2024 | Notebooks |
Clematis and chrysanthemums, asters and larkspur. Looking out at her mother’s garden, they drew...
Read MorePosted by Paul Talbot | May 26, 2024 | Notebooks |
The story from another century lived on despite all odds. The people it had been passed down to,...
Read MorePosted by Paul Talbot | May 25, 2024 | Notebooks |
She drifted through a downpour of slipshod thoughts and cauterized conversations with herself, the...
Read MorePosted by Paul Talbot | May 24, 2024 | Notebooks |
It was all too clear what was happening. Money for California’s highway repairs was being spent...
Read MorePosted by Paul Talbot | May 23, 2024 | Notebooks |
Some roads were broken and patched, some parched and white from sun. Holiday ribbons of empty...
Read MorePosted by Paul Talbot | May 22, 2024 | Notebooks |
Just east of Yermo, where the night crew tarred up quilts of cracks on the interstate, traffic...
Read MorePosted by Paul Talbot | May 21, 2024 | Notebooks |
Now and then they passed a building or what passed for a building. None were close enough to the...
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