Devastated
“Mary Beth has a boyfriend now and can’t babysit tonight,” Momma said. “Her sister is coming instead.”
I stared in shock. For two years, Mary Beth was our exclusive babysitter. How could she not come? Read more
With the fuzzy, blue blanket in my arms, I stepped onto the lighted, back porch and into a barrage of swarming June bugs. Several brown bugs lost their spiky legs that hot summer night in Phoenix as I raced to the swing set, ripping them from the blanket. Read more
Scary StoryBarry and I enjoyed our time with Mary Beth so much, we wanted Mom and Dad to go to the drive-in movie every weekend. Read more
Write with Heart
Because romping about is not socially acceptable.
As Told By Helen
My perch for all things writerly. Readers and fellow authors welcome. Short, yet informative posts, pictures, and updates on my writing journey.
Phyllis A. Still 