Tag: Conversations

Nighttime Giggles

I don’t know why we did it, but when we spent the night with Granny, we’d all climb into the bed and put our legs against the headboard. Then we’d talk and look at our legs and giggle.  I think Granny could still do this up into her nineties. I miss her laughter but am grateful…

Seventeen Year Locusts

     The buzzing surrounded them like the low hum of an engine. To her, the sound had the quality of man-made machinery. Realization that the noise was of a natural origin made her curious and amazed.    Granny had said that people say it happens about every seventeen years, the coming of locusts. “They swarm and…