Easter Ellen

I’d like to say that my grandmother was not a wicked witch (although very stern, indeed). This was a fun challenge from Tipsy Lit Prompted.  495 words. Streams of Happiness It was...

I Remember You   “I know you”, I said to the man standing in line at Woolco.  “You watched me when your daughter Valerie would go out.” He stared blankly. “I...