This is Chapter 3 (and conclusion) of the story Titania’s Purse.
You can read Chapter 1 here and Chapter 2 here
I’d promised Marie that I’d never try to see her or find the child. We knew there was no way they’d let her keep it. A Spud raising a Normie child would open too many uncomfortable questions. Besides, at seventeen and legally disabled, she had no say in what happened to the baby. Her family had handled the whole thing. Quietly, respectably, but above all secretly. (more…)
This is Chapter 2 of the story Titania’s Purse.
You can read Chapter 1 here and Chapter 3 here
Lunch was at an out of the way diner. Not the Taproom at the Drake, but I didn’t care. The burger was good and they used real grease for the fries, not that canola crap mandated by the Health Department. I made a note of the place for attention later. (more…)
This is Chapter 1 of the story Titania’s Purse.
You can read Chapter 2 here and Chapter 3 here
The morning bell jarred me out of a dream about clean sheets and hot meals. I rolled out of the bunk and slid bare feet into the plastic slippers that they gave us to wear as shoes. Clancy walked through the dorm, swinging her wooden spoon. It had a leather thong looped through a hole in the handle and she swung it from her fingertip as she looked for stragglers. (more…)