Tag: childhood
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The Lady in the Wood
The Lady in the Wood From the horizon of my memory there was, had always been, a lady in the wood. Walking or running among the fallen of an autumn morning when I was very young I met her there, picking wild herbs and toadstools from among the trees. This was in the year my mother…
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Hansel and Gretel
“Bettina has farrowed.” The letter said in my Uncle Owen’s stilted terminology. “Ten perfect little piglings, four boys and six girls.” I was shown the picture. A cluster of grinning faces sniggered back at me. “Ten!” I was impressed. Lots of things impress you when you are six. “Poor Bettina!” My mother sympathized.…
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Birdie
It’s time I returned to the archives for another short story. Here’s a favorite… Birdie? Yes, I knew Birdie. The third house from the end, on our side of the street; that’s where Birdie lived, and had lived ever since I could remember. He was a part of my growing up, someone I either met,…
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