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Mama’s Skeletons Written by Tammy Varner Hornbeck *contains some profanity* I remember when this one particular family skeleton came out of the closet. It was my thirteenth birthday in 1984. I was living with my mother Robbie in Dallas, Texas at the time. I hadn’t been home long. Before this I had been living with my father in Farmersville. But that is another story. My mother Robbie didn’t participate in the “motherly” role very often. Usually just holidays and occasionally, but not always, birthdays. I guess she was making the effort b...
Weekly Contest #54
Love’s Surprise Party! Written by Tammy Varner Hornbeck Susan walked into the auditorium hosting the first high school reunion she had ever attended. She had missed the traditional five, ten, and fifteen, and twenty-year reunions of the Waxahachie Indians. After all, she wasn’t a true graduate. Two months before graduation, she made the fatal mistake of choosing to leave the group home she was living in to leave with her houseparents’, who were leaving the home to pursue their careers with Boys Town in Omaha, Nebraska. Every crisis she has...
Weekly Contest #53
The Popsicle Lady Written by Tammy Varner Hornbeck The people at the Church of God knew her as Ms. G. The children in the neighborhood knew her as the popsicle lady. She moved to town in her early twenties with her two children after her divorce. The children began walking by her yard curious about the new family that had moved in. One day while watching her children play in the front yard, a little boy walked down the line of her fence looking over at her son and dragging a stick along the fence. Ms. G looked closely at the boy and saw cu...
Weekly Contest #52
The Blizzard Bundle of Joy Written by Tammy Varner Hornbeck Hope had come into the store for groceries, kicking herself for waiting until the last minute. The parking lot had been vacant except for a lone car parked by the door. At least there wouldn’t be a line. She grabbed a buggy and began to make her way around the store stocking up on the essentials that she had been too busy at work to think about. One by one she began to check things off her list… Hamburger meat, check. Pasta, check. Can vegetables, check. Jiffy cornbread mix, chec...
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