Wednesday is food day on the blog, so I’ve included a recipe. I’m sorry, Pete — I intended to make Wednesdays all be Steffie stories, but she wouldn’t work today. Maybe tomorrow. On the Spot by Marian Allen When Bethesda left the doctor’s office with…
Time Will Tell by Marian Allen “What time is it, Mom?” Hard enough navigating city streets, when you’re used to the country, without a pre-teen shouting in your ear. “Sit back, Miss Impatience! It’s about four.” “The bus leaves at four!” “Well, it’s about four.”…
Lost At Sea by Marian Allen It was noon. It was always noon. And never any wind. Captain Jed Kellem stood rigidly at the helm, willing a freshness that never came. The Dancing Noose stayed, ever becalmed, on the glassy sea beneath a blazing sun…
