by treeparker | Jun 30, 2010 | Blog, Uncategorized, Writing Helps
“People don’t want to tell you that,” my husband said to me following a conversation I’d had with a newcomer to our church. “People like to talk about themselves,” I replied. “Problem is no one asks them questions and they don’t know what to say.” I was either born to... by treeparker | Jun 28, 2010 | Family, Fiction
The ambulance driver hit the switch as lights and siren cut through the hot August night. Tattooed and pierced 13-year old girls in shorts shorter than their baby’s diapers stepped back to let the vehicle through. Two older men with white hair leaned on their canes... by treeparker | Jun 12, 2009 | Family, Fiction
“Mommy, I want some ice cream,” whined three-year-old Matty. “You know we’re going to have supper soon,” Jeanine Anderson answered wiping her hands on a nearby towel. “Besides we don’t have any ice cream.” “I want ice cream,” the toddler said defiantly stomping her... by treeparker | Jun 12, 2009 | Family, Fiction
The banner above the entry read, “Victory House Walk-A-Thon.” She pulled her 1992 blue-rust Toyota into the long driveway. “They paved it,” she thought to herself. “It was gravel the last time I was here.” She would never forget that date, September 14, 2003, the day... by treeparker | Apr 1, 2009 | Fiction
In a dirt pile, at the edge of the playground, the little girl sits with bits and pieces of stuff piled to her side. She must dig with her hands to find the other pieces, for they are buried. Gently she removes the dirt like an archeologist uncovering a find. When she...