Sitting with the Mayday Tribe_Home sweet home._His Past_Family Friendly
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Sitting with the Mayday Tribe
“Hello, Smithsonian American Art Museum, office of the curator, how may I help you?”“Hello, this is Anthony Bannister with NPR, may I speak with Mr. Grayson D. Stoke please?”“Let me see if he’s available, may I ask you the object of your call?”“I’d like to schedule an interview for a radio show.”“Hold on please.”The music isn’t bad for once, I recognize the saxophone, must be ‘Why Don’t you do Right?’ I’m just starting to enjoy it when…“Thank you for waiting Mr. Bannister, I’ll put you through.”“Hello Mr. Bannister, Grayson Stoke here, my assistant informed me that you’d like to do an intervie...
Home sweet home.
CW: covid related death Lindiwe hurriedly closed the front door of her lodging, in anticipation of her sister's call. It had been snowing all night and would probably continue all day. Heading for her attic bedsit, she passed through the communal kitchen, waded through an overflowing kitchen sink before retrieving her mug which someone had unceremoniously left unwashed among the mess from the night before. This was becoming a recurring problem; her housemates using her stuff and leaving it discarded in the communal space. There was never anyone obvious to blame. She took her tea up the stairs ...
His Past
(This story deals with domestic squabbles - words are harsh, violent, and threatening.)The depression is cloying. Every fiber of my being aches. I wish it were last year or even the year before. Everything was better back then. Or was it? 2002 was not a glorious year. We lost everything when my hubby lost his job. The house, the furniture, and everything else. I kept telling myself that as long as we kept the family together, then nowww.onedoor.ccne of the rest mattered. But the children grew up. She graduated in 2003 and left for the military. He graduated in 2005 and couldn’t wait to leave the house. He p...
Family Friendly
“This is Melanie Clayford and the ten o’clock appointment… …It’s Monday, the twentieth of January 2019… ....start time is ten O five am..…I’m with clients, Joy and Steven Brandell.”“You’ve forgotten about me.”“Don’t shout out, Jenny, darling. The lady knows you’re here.”“Sorry, Mummy.”“Don’t be sorry, Poppit. Your mother’s a bit tense, that’s all.”“No, I’m not. It’s important for Jenny to be here, Steven.”“I know, darling, it was my idea.”“Thank you, Steven and Joy, that was my fault. I should have---”“Your idea was it?”“But, Mummy, you didn’t want to come.”“That’s why we’re late, of course, M...