The first camera I picked up had a flashbulb that popped when you pressed the button. My first picture had Mom in a blue floral dress as she straightened the records on a maple shelf, her mousy hair pulled tight.
They are sending Lisa and me down to the capital for a statewide charity function that our office doesn’t care about. We’ve been invited during our peak season, and our boss Gretchen tells us that someone needs to go as a show of solidarity.
+++Judith starts believing in God after watching the History Channel special, “The Real Face of Jesus.” She sits alone in her living room, the television projecting faint blue holograms onto the coffee table’s mahogany surface.