No more love. The cat's wound was inestimable. Laying on her side, the cat seemed bemused by the attention she as getting. Yet, wh...

S ome days I can almost hear those gears grinding in my mighty teen's head as we talk about life, love, annoyances, boys (often a subse...

Today. Yesterday. Tomorrow. It's always been the same. All about the Will-ing. See that little '-ing'?  My hazy memory of gra...